The Kindly Ladies: Mama Spider’s Invisible Story

Mama spider. Mama spider.
Weaving and forming. Teaching and feeding.
Out of your bowels we ate.

Out of your spirit we grew;
to hunt one more day,

and tomorrow.
So was the spirit of my mother, even when I did not see her.

From the depth of her corpse, I grew and came out.
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