Morsels of Thought

1. Growing stomach.

Midnight cravings.

Breastfeeding.

A mother is born.

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2. She's sweet sugar. He's burning fire.

She melts, pliant. Together, they're caramel.

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3. Another day. Hungry stomach. Fed only by the acid churning inside.

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4. He offers a drink. Two sips; her eyes droop closed.

Comforted?

Caged.

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5. "Can't see you in pain."

Eating her flesh now, he's glad she died painlessly.

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6. Michelin meal. Full stomach.

Empty heart craves for mom's rajma-chawal.

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7. Hungry street kid. Taken in, fed. He now feeds the entire village.

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8. Five people. Four portions. The mother smiles; she's already eaten.

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9. "The hand that feeds you," thought the snake, "is the best one to bite."

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10. Dark and hushed. Fangs bared.

A piercing bite.

The vampire feeds.

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