Little Beast

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Julie Demers. Little Beast

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To Pierre-Alexandre Fradet,

for his love and inspiration

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Sometimes I take him with me to the cistern. The water, the heat, and our bodies pressed against each other make us forget that we are not of the same species. What purpose does a species serve, anyway?

I look Hare and his furry, grey pelt up and down. I grab his body, squeeze it, press my face into his carcass. The smell of his decay envelops me. With his big, wild eyes, Hare tells me it is my fault he has no more flesh, that he isn’t moving. Yes, I was a formidable trapper. I had loads of snares. I put them in the forest, hoping to collar the necks of the living. Preening animals let themselves be trapped; that is what happened to Hare. It was a long time ago, in the village of Rivière-à-Pierre, before the cabin doors shut forever, never to be opened again, and I lost face.

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