Good Intentions

by Terrie Leigh Relf

It’s not like I don’t like spiders.

I would chase after and gently ease them  into cups or napkins, carry them outside. They’re sentient beings, too, right?

But I just got so tired of being bitten.

Seriously. You should see me. Gross City! Palms and wrists, feet and ankles. . .all. . .swollen. . .up.

Then all those unmentionable areas. That soft. . .succulent. . .flesh. . .

I knew that spiders were pretty damn smart, so I decided to just squish them, wish them a speedy birth to a higher plane and all that.

Boy was I ever stupid.


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