Labour Ward Histrionics 😷

The pungent odour of iron permeates the fluorescent room. On a bed, in a sundry pool of vermilion blood , amniotic fluid and water lies a woman shouting histrionically for her saviour to put an end her miserable life.  "Push!", the midwife orders. The woman half-heartedly complies but abandons her efforts after a few seconds.  The atmosphere [...]

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