. . . You yell into the house, “We got another one!”
“Throw
it with the rest of them.”
I take
the package into another room, a small room off the kitchen that we keep
refrigerated. It looks like a place a butcher keeps all his meat because we
have all our whole raw food in here. We have whole tigers, lions, cougars, and jaguars
lying on the racks, whole polar bears, grizzlies, and wolves hanging on the
walls, and whole crocodiles, great white sharks, and anacondas hanging from the
ceiling. Next to them, I place the small whole human. It is funny, as I see the
stack of human in the corner, how powerful they thought they were. Any of the
other animals we eat could easily take down a wimpy human. They are a very soft
and squishy animal. Their meat is sweet and tender, not too stringy, and does not
have such a sharply defined taste or characteristic like the tenuous meat they
would eat. To think, humans would eat such trivial meats like chicken or pork,
disgusting and disgraceful. I close the door and leave the kitchen. Now I am
hungry, thinking about human sweet pink flesh. I cannot wait to have a large
human steak for dinner.
~ Alyssa Schnell
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