Sturm und Drang

She gyrated wildly to discordant rhythms, monochrome vignettes, silent screams.
She. Always the perpetrator. Empowered
He. Always the victim. Enslaved

‘Bloody Dogs!’

She let her prey escape.  Before hunting them down.

Simulated date-rape, her freakish realm.
Virtual vengeance, her ticket to sanity.

Participating Entry – YeahWrite #225 Microstories Challenge

Answer this question in exactly 42 words
“Who let the Dogs out?”


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