The scorpion devastates with her sting. Something so small can cause so much pain. What if she decides to turn against itself? Her strong outer shell Can hold its shape While everything inside crumbles. How do you know she’s dying, If she is fully intact? The panther is running From something bigger than herself. She is alone and afraid, Afraid of everything she cannot dominate. So she runs. She runs and runs until She reaches the dying scorpion, Mistaking it for a friend.
By Charlotte Hings