The Smile
Angels don’t smile. . . Never. . . Once. . . .
She smiled. . . I saw. . . . Just a little. . . With eyes.
She’s one day old. . . She was born yesterday. .
I don’t have any milk. Hungry. . . and thirsty. . . . A lot.
I put my daughter to my chest. . . . Small. . . like a baby bird.
She sucked on my empty breast for a long time. . . Then she got tired and let the nipple out of her mouth. . . .
Smiled. . . my little bird. . . To herself. . . or to me. . . ? Just with the corner of the lip. . . Was I imagining it? No. . They noticed, too. .
They were waiting for this. .
They snatched her out of my arms. . .
They tore the little body apart by the legs. . . up to the head. They threw it on the floor. .
Trampled. . . Then they pissed what’s left. .
What they did to me afterwards. . . I don’t want to say. . . They always do that later.
. . .
I don’t want to live. .
I’ll kill them all. . . Always.
. . .
Do you know who the Avenging Angels are?
There were many of us. . . Just like me. . . .