When he forced his way out he was forcing his way out through the husband’s eye socket, splitting the skull open.

Was the ending supposed to be him coming out of the tumor or literally being born out of Jasmines womb?

but i have to ask you man, please back from the mic next time. or put a sock over it or something, because i could hear every time your lips smacked, or you took a drink, or swallowed. like i said, it was well read, but i found that really distracting.

I like how the writer’s control of language and diction, and the mention of the occasional historical event, let us know this is the past without hitting us over the head with it. The betrayal of the man’s wife is nicely done as well, seeing as she’s willing to assure her husband a lingering, painful death, and is obviously fixated on power over love. And the final image/line was a nice play on the earlier use of the title.

This may be too quiet for some, but I liked it a lot.

Thanks for listening.

“There’s no reason to live, but there’s no reason to die, either. The only way we can still show our contempt for life is to accept it. Life is not worth the bother of leaving it. Out of charity, one might spare a few individuals the trouble of living, but what about oneself? Despair, indifference, betrayal, fidelity, solitude, the family, freedom, weight, money, poverty, love, absence of love, syphilis, health, sleep, insomnia, desire, impotence, platitudes, art, honesty, dishonor, mediocrity, intelligence – nothing there to make a fuss about. We know only too well what those things are made of, no point in watching for them.”

Jacques Rigaut