Thursday, December 26, 2019

mitochondria

We have it, footage of the kill.
Scary, she says.
Very cool, he replies.
And I do. I call her a murderer as I smile.
But she's not putting up with me.
She pretends to use the carcass as a punching bag.
Then asks me if I want it.
Yes. I've been begging for this.


Today I am grateful for the kill and the bounty which will feed us at breakfast and make some chili.

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