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I Married a Monster

My mother warned me that

marrying outside my species

would lead to trouble.

Well, I ignored all the racists,

all the “eww”-ers,

and never looked back.

Married life at first was bliss:

me stroking her abdomen for hours,

she smearing royal jelly all over my body,

daintily sucking it off;

we watched sunsets together,

fed one another the choicest grubs,

read love poems aloud

under the cloud-wracked moons.

But last night we fought,

about something stupid, unimportant.

I was angry, so angry,

I said things I can't take back:

I sounded like my family!

Her clutch-mates are looking for me now,

All 380 of them; I'm on the run

From their shining claws,

Their adamantine jaws.