Rat Bastards, by Tommy Tarkin

The banana was dragged from the table. A large part had been eaten. But a rat can only eat so much. The peel still remained, and the last teeth marks littered the husk.

​And so we arranged for electrocution. They say it’s humane. One step, and shock, the entirety of life is lost.

And he did, and his body dropped. I don’t know if he quivered or shook. I wasn’t there, but he died alone. Hungry.

Funny, when we try to survive we bring ourselves to die.

Are humans so different than the rats?

So different than those rat bastards?

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