This little piece was inspired by an article from The Huffington Post titled "Otty Sanchez, Woman Accused of Killing Newborn, Ate Brain: Police." So yeah...'nuff said.
POSTPARTUM DEPRESSION LEADS TO STRANGE CRAVINGS
I was merely trying to rectify a mistake, a retroactive correction. Certainly it was the Devil's work, but even the Devil has a novel idea from time to time.
So did Jonathan Swift.
I never desired a child. My life was meant to take a more successful path.
I gobbled his tiny toes because they tickled my womb, peeled off his face because I loathed those needy eyes, pleading with me for constant nourishment.
I hoped his brains would offer me further insight into the loss of my cognitive abilities.
Why did I ever allow another man into my life?