A Cannibal Comes to Town (Flash Fiction)
A little something I wrote a few years ago
You’ve never read “Moby Dick.” Why should you? Why haven’t you? But that doesn’t mean you can’t tell a cannibal when you see one, right? Sure there’s no reason for you to think the new neighbor is an ungodly eater of human flesh, but your skin crawls and you can’t get the image of him eating that crawling skin out of your mind.
That’s when things start to get bizarre. I’m sure you’ve never thought about eating human flesh, but the more you think about this new neighbor the more you start to wonder about it. What does it taste like? What’s the best way to prepare it? You can’t stop thinking about it, and soon you’re hanging out with the new neighbor trying to learn all of his cannibalistic secrets.
In the end, he breaks your heart because while he would break bread with you, he would not partake of the neighbors. Fortunately, it turned out; he was very tasty when properly prepared.
