light flickers from the dirty dusty work bench as a man hovers, hunched over a large black mass he turns and I see his yellow stained lips and red viened eyes “Igor, is that you?” the snarl of my name on his twisted lips it hurts “Master” I call softly like the white petaled rose … Continue reading Throwback Friday- The Monster by Liyona
MONSTER
After Hours: Feline
We never talked about the monster inside me. Crouched on the bed, cold white skin, dark pupils dilated like dinner plates, your bodily fluids fragrant on my tongue, feral and remote, licking my own blood off my fingers. Repulsive and enticing in equal turns. Never knowing if I would fade into the night for days … Continue reading After Hours: Feline