Una niña...

Saw a C-section yesterday morning. Last night, I dreamed about babies - baby heads on gleaming steel spikes, with a meshwork of red-splattered steel forming the rest of an abstract body shape beneath it. And baby arms and legs lying around, the tiny bones cleanly severed, as with a sharp steel blade. They look dead when you pull the head out, dead and grey and without any semblance to a person. And then suction and shock take over, and they scream. I wonder what my dreams are saying.