I read with interest your short story! The images are captivating and the beginning, when you tell me as a reader that it is your stomach in the box, I immediately wanted to read on. As a myth student and one who appreciates symbolism and archetypal nuances, I am still ruminating on what (in your mind) is the significance of the stomach as being separate from you; sort of disembodied, yet you are acutely aware of its constant need and presence. I sometimes live from the “gut” so to speak and for me this is about what I ingest for my personal/spiritual/psychic nourishment. “The emptiness so large it made her lonely.” Hmm. Much here to ponder. Without reading more I can only surmise that this is most readily an existential “ache” of sorts, at least in my way of thinking. Good work, potent images and smooth writing. Best to you!
Joe