A.M. Ream Poetry · August Writing Challenges · Poetry

Blood and Memories

blood

Beneath the surface of his skin, the monster slept fitfully, as if threatening to emerge. 
With an unnatural thirst for blood, it only woke from its slumber when
the desire to quiet the memories could no
longer be silenced, assuming full control.

(Photo: Påo Laukli)

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