By Regina Mosca
My heart beats quicker than a lion on the hunt,
as panic courses and constricts my veins like venom.
Her glare, razor sharp, as she growls with disdain.
I thought that I needed to be feared but it seems that I’m the prey.
Gravel vibrates under her paws as she prepares for the chase.
I start to run because there is fight left in me.
‘I’m going to survive this’
Before I can blink I’m being masticated by her awful words.
Her jagged teeth tear my limbs as she dissects my entrails.
Until all that remains is residue of who I was and never will be again.
Someone help me, there’s a lioness in my bed.
- February 5, 2020
- April 21, 2019
- April 18, 2019
- April 8, 2019
Happening at SPC
1February 29, 2020
2January 28, 2020
3January 28, 2020
4December 5, 2019
5November 20, 2019
6November 13, 2019
7November 8, 2019