For some reason I ended up writing flash fiction today...I already decided what this story means to me, but it's up to interpretation. I'm calling it either "The Snake Who Loved a Bird" or "Under Your Skin."
This is the snake, not the bird. |
This is how the story goes. There was a snake who fell in
love with a bird. But when the snake confessed his love the bird laughed and
said, “I could never marry someone as ugly as you.” The snake considered these
words and went home, where he spent the rest of the day laboriously shedding
his own skin, exposing the soft belly underneath. The next day he returned new
and shiny to present himself to the bird once more. The bird raised an eyebrow,
cocked its head to one side, and remarked, “You really don’t get it, do you?
You’re uglier now than before, for no matter how many times you shed your outer
skin there will still be a snake underneath. And that is exactly what offends
me.”
The snake
considered the bird’s statement, cocked his head to one side, and swallowed the
bird in one gulp. He exclaimed, “Now I will be truly beautiful, for I have a beautiful
creature inside of me!” The rest of the birds looked on in horror.
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