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. . .     .