Lycanthropy By Yasmin Khan

Lycanthropy By Yasmin Khan Inky headlines seem steeped in red Shock waves sent to living dead Words on air smeared in blood and pain Cries stabbing the hearts, tears in vain Flesh ripped, shrapnel blind eyes Smoke blurs dawn as grief trots Evening twilight smirched with blots Faceless killers that prowl and pry Thirst for […]