Prompt: What did the last spider you kill say?

She said she knew me, saw me in all those moments when I couldn’t even see myself. She didn’t ask me not to, didn’t save herself, knew what was coming. She asked if I recognised her, then peered into the depths of me which live with dust, in corners.

When I killed her, the mirror didn’t break, but I think I did.

Marie Little lives near fields and writes in the shed. She has short fiction featured in: The Birdseed, Re-Side, The Cabinet of Heed, HAD, Free Flash Fiction and more. She also writes and publishes poetry, for adults and children. Marie is on Twitter @jamsaucer @attielime.