of all the things i had prepared myself for when i was extracting old folded up boxes from the basement, a dead snake stuck to one of them was NOT on my list.
thoughts that are still going through my head:
-i carried those boxes up the stairs and into my living room. i touched that thing. at the very least i gripped it while carrying/moving the boxes. most likely it came into contact with my body someplace else.
-what if it’s a baby? what if there are more? you don’t know. you. don’t. know.