Mother.
Your delicate limbs maneuver the world while I ride on your back with my brothers and sisters. You urge us off one by one into willing hosts. Minds changed to want us, to need us. Bring us home to your families while we devour your insides. Mother. Because of you one day I will be a mother too.
RE: Fractal Writing Contest #3 - winners get to keep their souls! (and a few SBDs); Results of Contest #2