My Cannibal LoverOnly as I devour the flesh of Manny’s finger for what must be the hundredth--and final--time do I finally realize that I love him back.
It truly blows my mind. It’s one thing for Rations to fall in love with those who feed on them--it’s not uncommon at all--but who ever heard of a woman falling for her food?
This just might be a first.
Too bad no one will likely ever know. Too bad both of us will die before long.
Manny will die from being eaten alive, and I will die of starvation when there’s no more Manny left to eat.
"Have some more, Lupe." He has one finger left, a right thumb, and he presses it toward me. He has a smile on his sugar-white face with its tutti-frutti swirls like he’s a child offering me candy.
I shake my head. "I’ll be okay." My voice is hoar
