A compelling rape poem from Serbia.
So I mature like a corpse flower
My pulchritudinous petals reach up for light
And they come to me like flies to rotting meat.
This is the world of lies
Of thirsty angels who die
While still appearing angelic
They’ve lost their shine
Have you ever been raped?
You should join me like a vampire
You’ll be bitten for a limitless life
For a never ending night of screeching sodomy…
Read more: https://thewomaninc.com/2017/03/31/rape-poem/
Don’t miss my poem “Are You Mad, Ovid” published in the pro-resistance and anti-douche issue14 The Odd Magazine https://www.facebook.com/oddzine
You can read my poem here: https://theoddmagazine.wixsite.com/oddity14/odd-shorts
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Leila Samarrai uses absurdist and the elements of farce in her plays. She favors surreal short stories, horror fiction, satire and humoresque, enjoying the vaudeville style of structure interwoven with the style of “Pythonesque” stories. She has had her work published in numerous local magazines, both in print and electronic form and been variously awarded. She currently lives in Belgrade with her five cats.