Z is for Zone

She carried her babies on her back across the linoleum plateau. Her tiny legs held up her load gainfully and despite the huge relative distance of her trek, she moved with great speed.

I watched her for a full minute in wonder. Her egg sac was twice the size of her body but she was agile. What would it be like when the babies came out? Would she still be so nimble or would the burden of parenthood overwhelm and weigh her down.

THUD

The Complete Illustrated Works of Oscar Wilde lands squarely on the spider with the gigantic egg sac.

Sorry bitch.

This house only has room for one struggling mother.

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