Blind Escape

Fingertips tap cold concrete.

Sleepy feet drag across cracked floorboards.

She stops her struggle,

Crawling on bruised hands and knobby knees,

Her lifeless arm cascades over

Shards of warm glass. Her sticky DNA

Covering the ground.


Heart pounding, overpowering the stomps of

His familiar steel-toed boots.

The will to live drives her demons into the darkness.

She swings a frail arm;

One swift motion reveals her sight.

The night lingers on her tongue. Now she basks in the



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