August 25, 2022, 09:33 AM
thursday evening was not sure what was happening. there was great trembling and then room to stretch out and then stillness. contentment. the continued existence of floating in the oilslick world he has come to know in the way that babies know things: for brief, fleeting moments.
it continues like this for what feels like a lifetime.
the peace does not last long.
more tremors follow and now, aimed at him, they become violent. and slowly, more awareness dawns on thursday evening. the rush of chill as his sac is broken, the soothe of his mother's warm tongue upon his back. weak nose seeking her teat to suckle her sweet mother's milk like a missle. contently, he settles beside his sister, letting his mother's warm wash over him as he fills his belly before dozing off, milk dribbling from his little chin.
it continues like this for what feels like a lifetime.
the peace does not last long.
more tremors follow and now, aimed at him, they become violent. and slowly, more awareness dawns on thursday evening. the rush of chill as his sac is broken, the soothe of his mother's warm tongue upon his back. weak nose seeking her teat to suckle her sweet mother's milk like a missle. contently, he settles beside his sister, letting his mother's warm wash over him as he fills his belly before dozing off, milk dribbling from his little chin.
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we ca[m]e up with a game to play of being born again - by New Snow - August 25, 2022, 08:45 AM
RE: we ca[m]e up with a game to play of being born again - by Bobcat - August 25, 2022, 09:33 AM
RE: we ca[m]e up with a game to play of being born again - by Thursdays Dawn - August 25, 2022, 09:37 AM
RE: we ca[m]e up with a game to play of being born again - by Mountain Boulder - August 27, 2022, 05:40 PM