50 to 1

Round 1 by D.C. Porder
We slammed together on the dark lawn, slid on grass and slipped into mud. I pelted you with fists, squirmed from your fingers, reached for a stick. Your teeth tore my wrist, my nails your cheeks. I bent and threw gravel into your eyes. But this was only the beginning.




D.C. Porder recently discovered that sleep is a form of government mind control (tell all your friends!). Learn more about the conspiracy at www.dcporder.blogspot.com.