Prose about the feeling of anger toward someone who has put you through a traumatic experience.


Stalking, waiting, watching, breaking – skin of pallid snow mine for the taking hard and wet with a depth so fierce the bottom of the sea seems shallow. It’s the beast again. She is inside writhing around just beneath my skin, wanting to claw her way out through the membrane, the fiber optic threads holding her inside…keeping her from you. 

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