Feral By Heather Taylor

Jamie lifted her head into the wind nostrils flared. Flies performed aerial mating dances around her head as she ran then, deft in her foot placement left rock right rock jump over stinging nettle, drop and roll under supple jack run again no pause calloused bare feet making no sound one toenail ripped off arms levering body forward through trees gash in thigh gushing serum and pus. Blood encrusted arm raised high and one kuri was down. The rest fled tails tucked into bums. Jamie scooped up the still warm bambi carcass and slung it over her shoulders yanked the spear from the guts of the dead kuri and sprinted uphill to the caravan she had found.

Under the crusted mud a watch on her wrist still ticked. The date read 20 Sep 2012. A house below her stood empty yellow paint peeling, open windows home to spiders’ webs so thick they were black in the shadows carpet dancing with fleas searching for a feed, dust layer upon layer colouring the sinks the couch the beds the desk grey, empty lawns creeping up the walls green runners of kikuyu and orange nasturtium flowers out of control visible to Jamie who stood sweating on the hill above. She laughed. It came out a cracked cackle. Blood from the deer dripped between her breasts. She dipped her finger in it and licked.


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4 responses to “Feral By Heather Taylor

  1. i read this through twice. the manic, frantic pace and phrasing feels fresh and somehow poetic, sort of heart-stopping. the closing is terrific. you can really write.

  2. Whoa. Awesome take on the theme. After reading the first paragraph, I wasn’t ready for the second… took me by surprise, but in an awesome way.

  3. Wow, so lush and tone is just daunting, speeding forward like a train.

  4. Pingback: Week #26 – Animal behavior | 52|250 A Year of Flash

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