He sat down at the lunch table, his bowl of soup steaming.
His fork stirred the hot broth, swirling the noodles, vegetables, eyeballs, and fingertips.
From across the table, his dorm mate looked at him then grunted.
“Manny’s Man Soup?” his friend asked.
With a nod, he began to eat his food. His friend shook his head.
“I don’t eat that one anymore. The Humans aren’t cage free.”
Mercury The Scribe 
Ha.
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Horror piece or commentary on the present condition of mankind?
Food for thought.
Pun intended. (haha)
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Loved the pun xD
I’m actually not that big on environmental and political issues like that but I do realize we have room to change and grow, to make things better.
I wanted to imagine Humans in such a position. Maybe that would give me and the world a bit more prospective.
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This definitely forces the reader to think about the “shoe being on the other foot”. Generally speaking, I don’t think people like to do that haha
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Haha yeah. I think its important to take the time and contemplate how I view the world. We aren’t always right and sometimes need to take a step back you know?
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I couldn’t agree more. That’s an excellent point!
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Good one.
Fingertips are too damn chewy anyway.
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You know, I had to seriously contemplate on what body parts were best for soup and decided the whole finger was a bit too much…this is my life xD
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As long as there aren’t any fingernails in it. Yuck.
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Loved the last line.
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Thank you :3 And thank you for reading!
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