«Some days she imagines that by sheer will she can make body parts fall off of people who seem vicious to her. Other days everyone around her looks beautiful. And when she was little, she wished that flowers would grow out of her footprints.» – Gasmask

The Natural Death Of a Mouse is not only about saving mice, refusing bananas, or making sacrifices against the hypocrisies of daily life in the „spoiled and cultivated“ parts of the world. It is also about a person with red arms, who is entering the desert of her conscience to find out whether, and how, she can be a good human.