the children are hungry.
they are searching for meat
in the hollows of their ribs.
their bodies are brittle ghosts
of health and nutrition.
the room smells of famine.
their breaths smell of famine.
it is all very difficult to swallow
but i believe that is the point.
seams and stitching ♡ publish...
By flwrah
"this is your kind of story. no one is the good guy-- no one is the bad guy-- the blame shifts from monster t... More