Helen has been asked to remember how she felt about becoming a mother
START: I hated the idea of getting pregnant. Being colonised by someone’s sperm. Eugh.
END: Waiting, horrified, feeling this creature growing inside me, until the day where it forced itself out of me, screaming demandingly, expecting me to satisfy its every whim, a parasitic succubus –
Simon Stone, Federico Garcia Lorca. Yerma, Oberon Books, 2017, p.86
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