“His face became more alive with each swing of the whip…Her voice was no longer audible but her body twitched out her pain, her back completely soaked. The Jailer did not appear to slow down or tire. He tore into the woman like he was engaging in his favorite sport.
Thwap. Thwap. Thwap.
My knees wobbled against each other and just when I thought I could not stomach a moment more, the woman gave a shout that sounded like a goat being strangled. Out from between her legs a red mass slithered to the ground. I blinked. It was a baby. It flailed, squirmed, but then fell still.
‘Get rid of that thing and return her to her master. Let him know I will gladly punish anyone who teaches slaves how to read.’ He looked at me then. ‘It is against the law.”
-The Yellow Wife
Via: CreeMyles
