Poet working on a project to record my poetry with music. Doing spoken word whenever I'm in the mood. I sing gospel and Jazz most of the time but love all music. Photography is a hobby and so is drawing at times.
They had the appetite of a lion and the
jaws of a shark. They were not the ordinary domestically trained
house dog. They were trained killers and they obeyed no one but
Desmond. They were two male dogs and he named them Danger
and Ripper. They wore shiny black fur coats and they were groomed
regularly. He treated those dogs like they were his children. His
mother hated dogs period, which was why he kept his dogs in out
of her sight. “God why do you continue to punish me this way?
Sometimes I fucking hate you.” Ebony wailed. She couldn’t believe
how one human being could dehumanize another human being by
subjecting them to such deplorable conditions and treating them
like horse fly shit. His dogs were being treated more humanly than
she was. She moved her body over to the space where the street
lights casted their reflection. She felt and smelled pretty vile. There
were cobwebs in every corner of the shed. There was nothing in
there but a lawn mower, dingy sofa, and dog turd. Aside from all of
those things, the place was spooky and hollow. She was forced into
the shed with Desmond’s two dangerous best friends because
the night before, his controlling mother accused her of tampering
with her panties when that was the farthest thing from the truth.
Ebony never stepped foot in that old bitch’s bedroom. His
mother’s name was Sharlette and she falsely accused Ebony of
rifiled through her panty drawer without her permission. She
reported Ebony to Desmond. Sharlette couldn’t stand the young
girl. She thought Ebony was just another simple snot nosed tramp
who was trying to upstage her by taking her position as the woman
of the house. That was why she concocted that whole ripped
panty theft story.
She spent two
nights in a row in that foul smelling shed. It reeked of feces, urine,
acid, gasoline, all rolled up into one. Ebony covered her nose and
mouth the entire time. She often got sick from the putrid odor. She
threw up ten times throughout the course of her stay in that hell
hole. The two dogs slept two feet away from her. They slept in front
of the closed door and they both snored like human beings. That
was enough to make Ebony want to jump out of her skin and dash
right through the wall. Those two powerful beasts were almost as
big as a pony. They were quite intimidating. Desmond didn’t believe
in feeding them that canned shit called, “Dog Food,” He only fed
them the best and nothing but the best. He fed them USDA
certified primed raw steaks.
Chapter 1: Why Me?
It was pitch dark and the only thing that shed light into the
spooky room was a hole in the cracked window. The street lights
illuminated the room from a short distance. The only thing that
could be heard were crickets that seemed to be the only ones
making all the noise in the neighborhood, but not loud enough to
interrupt the peace. All of the neighbor’s dogs decided not to
compete with one another in who could howl the loudest.
Everyone’s lights were turned off except for their porch lights. The
neighborhood was eerily quiet. It was at least sixty degrees outside.
The cold draft was invited into the opening of the broken window.
Ebony was shivering like an Eskimo. Her teeth were clicking
uncontrollably and her nipples felt like huge gum ball drops. While
she was lying down, she rubbed her hands together between her
thighs. She rubbed her hands so hard that she could feel smoke
coming out of the palms of them. She cried uncontrollably and she
sniffled repetitiously. She didn’t have a blanket to stay warm and
she felt like her bladder was going to burst like an appendix. The
only thing that prevented her from moving were the two
Dobermans. They were both sound asleep. She knew that if she
tried to make a beeline for the door, she would interrupt their sleep
and become their meal afterwards. She knew she was too young to
die so she decided to let her biological juices flow down her legs.
She realized she would live to take a shower only if he decided to
release her out of what he called his, “Sewer Trap.
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