Lillie Lawrence
Joined June 2021
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Murderous Womb
Blood. So much blood: clotted blood; spattered blood; thickened and dried. Everywhere, but especially in the puddle where I sat. My eyes burned from the smoke as I winced to see the destruction around me. I choked. And when I caught my breath, my lungs were filled with the stench of rotting flesh, sour and bitter and vile. I used all my strength to sit my body up from where I laid, cringing in pain from my midsection. Between my legs laid a baby. A dead baby. My dead baby whose lifeline had turned pale but still held on to the placenta tucked inside of me.
By Lillie Lawrence3 years ago in Fiction