I wrote this last night. I have no idea what it's about or where it's going, tbqh. 1 mouthwatering It had been a week since I had seen the rabbit caught in the barbed wire. It had been thrashing wildly, its eyes bulging. I wondered what it was that made creatures fight so hard when they knew they were losing. Survival instinct, I suppose. A visceral sort of unwillingness to throw up the white flag. There was blood everywhere, and there shouldn’t have been blood everywhere because it was... read more
