The stinking cadaver

Hands flunked to correctthe drifting hair across my face The bleeding body’s odor reeked all around meSlowly slowly the blood frozeSo my pain vitiated A wolf far away saw me bleeding which walked towards megasping the smellit started lapping my naked body I hated every touch of it’s tongue on mebut it didn’t hear my…

The first time

Sitting erect in classA tiny ball chappedMoving to and fro A galling fluid started egressingWith a pungent reekSullied my skirt andUrged me to loo Drop by drop dribbled along my thigh to kneeA voice screamed in my mindOh no! from which hole is it coming from? Cancer? No!Some unpronounceable disease? No! I officially became a…

The bun in my oven..

Snuggling on the floor with remote, I changed the channel benumbed ..anticipating his arrival from office. Ting Tong !! the bell hollered.. Hupp…! placing my mitt abruptly on my stomach I soothed it. Yes, the squalling sound might have commoved a peaceful sleep.I faltered to get up placing my paw on the floor..Ufffooo.. taking a…

Hoye Bitch..

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Those harrowing days in a month..

Sometimes it’s regular as clock.. Sometimes I await like a school kid eagerly anticipating for the last bell.. Deferment of its busting haunts me.. It induced to conceive of having a bun in my oven.. Once it detonates,.. my legs fatigue.. my hip hollor for rest.. my bosom tumefy with pain.. Snubbing all these, my…