Pacifier

She was a supermom, unaffected by the microbial war propaganda urging all to disinfect to the point of self-annihilation. Her daughter's pacifier fell to the floor of the E train.

"Mommy, my blue," she begged for the sky-colored rubber sucker.

"Where'd it go?"

And toddlerette looked to the ground. Momma picked it up, sucked it clean and stuck it back between baby's lips.

Piss, beer, vomit, mud, slush, orange juice, spit--just some of what I've seen glazing subway floors.

I tell you, this momma's got a death mouth. She's a gila monster, growing poison algae in her spit, ready to bite to kill--her saliva will infect your blood--BEWARE!