The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
Write, Type, Kill
by Asena Lourenco
With the weight of her heavy hands,
Streaks of light doing a dance,
As words long to be made,
On the only way of communication,
Left for her to escape,
But as jumbled up letters,
Start to be rearranged,
In the depths of the dark room,
One’s silence can no longer be contained,
As he strides toward the one,
That wields this ancient device,
He threatens her with intent,
To get what he wants or her life.
Fiction © Copyright Asena Lourenco
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com.
More about Asena Lourenco:
She would like to be a teacher and writer when she grows up. She also loves cats and babies!