Ghetto Super Skank by Dani Brown
Mama. Feed me. Mama.
The baby cried. Old Woman Mabel banged on the ceiling in the room below. The police siren whirled. Old Woman Mabel shouted for Jo-Jo to shut the baby up as if shouting and banging would work.
Jo-Jo wanted to answer the incoming video call from one of her online lovers. She couldn't until she investigated the baby.
"Mama." The baby shouldn't be able to talk.
"I'm hungry." The baby shouldn't be hungry.
The baby wasn't any more real than the paper bag, crusty underpants and flexistraws she made it out of during a rare bout of motivation.