I fell for the horns protruding from
the gaps in your obsidian
bangs. Unacquainted with your
secondary set of
fangs, you bit into
flesh until there
was nothing
left - of
me.
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Kale Sinclair
Author | Poet | Husband | Dog Dad | Nerd
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Comments (4)
The imagery and structure in this piece powerfully convey the transformation and loss experienced.
I can see why you let her bite. Smiles.
Excellently written
Oh, I really loved this one. Well done :)