A Mother’s Contempt
by William Morgan
I ate my twin.
That’s what my Mother told me. I absorbed him in her womb. She told me this not with pity, but hate.
” He would’ve been better than you. He would’ve been intelligent, kept a job, married, given me grandchildren. He would’ve been everything your not.”
She looked at me with contempt.
” You’re lazy, stupid, a drug addict, a thief, an albatross around my neck, low-life scum, a great big nothing, why I didn’t abort you..”
She tells me this while I have a knife in my hand?..
I ate my Mother
