Spring
A Haiku
Remember that time
moves like the water in March
Slow, then all at once
About the Creator
Molly Stahl
illustrator, nature lover, really good at sleeping.
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Killing him slowly
There’s an intruder in my house again. He stumbles through the door, wet carrier bags in hand. He’s bought me offerings. I show my appreciation, letting him caress my beautiful body. He wants to touch me. I rub myself against his legs. He sighs, dropping the bags. He can’t resist touching me. Running his hand slowly down my spine, I arch my back towards his caress, let out a low purr. It’s what we both need.
By N J Delmas2 days ago in Horror
Comments (4)
So beautiful! I'm glad it was recognized. Last verse is like an explosion, 'all at once'. Loved it!
Congratulations 🎉
Oh gorgeous! I feel this one deeply
Beautiful! Congratulations ❤️