HuntedA Poem by Kenna MarieWhen my mind was buzzed, a saber-tooth swallowed me whole. His stomach wasn’t digesting me so there I was, just thinking about the life I had lived in the abyss of his stomach grits. I wanted my body to explode in glass pieces and break through his skin to escape, but all I was doing was playing with a messed up fate. As some would say, I made this arrangement to have this play date. “People are crazy!” was their debate. He wanted to satisfy his hunger, I wanted to succumb under the pressure and just accept what was whatever. It had always been a possibility to be the target someday- so now I was the prey. You can’t outsmart the hunter, you become meatier and meatier every day. © 2015 Kenna MarieReviews
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5 Reviews Added on September 3, 2015 Last Updated on September 3, 2015 AuthorKenna MarieAboutHello! I'm a high school student. I use a lot of my time dedicated to writing poetry, short stories etc. Art is my passion, consisting of but not limited to...musical, creative and performance. I'm a.. more..Writing
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