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Vicim of the Night
Olivia Krise
crying tears of blood,
bruised lips part, languid curtains unfold
the stage: a smile, serrated and rancid
a thick, scarlet flesh licks and slimes
metallic tang observed
delicious.
eyes peeling capaciously, wrathful steel
sclera’s drained crimson
pointed at you
staring
scheming
creeping ever closer
Olivia Krise is a senior doubling in Biochemistry and Creative Writing. Her natural habitat rotates between the lab, her bed, and her desk. She enjoys watching Wife Swap with her roommates and believes that black tea is an underrated option for caffeine addicts. She dedicates this work to her recently passed jumping spider, Shark Bait Ho Ha.
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