Perversions lay low
Squeeze screams from sleep on deep breaths
Death bled whispered spells
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Pandora’s Burden
“My brother warned me to not accept gifts from the one who commissioned you,” said Epimetheus to the woman clad in silvery raiments standing at the entrance to the temple. Her silver tiara and the silver rings on her fingers and toes glinted in the firelight cast by torches set on either side of the doorway. Lingering in the shadows, beyond the reach of the flames as she was, he could not tell what she held in her hands. At first what appeared to be a box was perhaps a funerary urn, or maybe merely an apple.
By J. Otis Haasabout 13 hours ago in Fiction
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The alliteration and breath-based phrasing (“squeeze screams,” “sleep on deep breaths”) creates a choking rhythm that mirrors the poem’s emotional claustrophobia.
Every syllable CREAKS in this one!
WOW Stunning work! You're on a roll! This commands attention! Get it gurl! 💪🏾🎉
Oooo, I especially loved the idea of screams being squeezed and death bleeding whispered spells!