Get In My Swamp

by G.M. Fairy

My rationale for trapping and eating them is that they clearly want to die. I mean, there’s a sign, come on.

I’m the only ogre in my community. It can be rather lonely being the only seven-foot, green, hilarious, and gut-wrenchingly handsome creature around, but it’s a cross I bear.

“You.” Thrust. “Are.” Thrust. “Mine.” Thrust. He repeats over and over.