March of Microanalysis Day 21
Microfiction Entry Day 21:
The tiger considered the children through the barrier, waiting for one jeering boy to approach too close. He preferred white meat.
Not in a racist way, of course. I bet the kid just doesn’t exercise much, making him more like a veal calf with a gameboy.
I love going to visit the big cats at the zoo. The lions are just lion around, mostly. But the tigers stalk. They pace. They think about dinner. I like the tigers. And really, if you were a tiger in a cage, and these little morsels kept parading by, screaming and jabbing at the glass, wouldn’t you think they were prey? Think about it the next time you go. Consider how tough that barrier really is. Consider how big a tiger’s tooth is. Then be grateful the zookeepers feed their charges regularly.
Through March, I'm posting a breakdown/analysis of the microfiction I posted on the corresponding day in February. This is probably only interesting to you if you care about the mechanics of writing, or if you know me personally.