Category Archives: Poetry

A Sexperiment at Biggin Hill

by Danarama

“Let me tell you why you’re strapped onto this wooden board,” he said,
His white lab coat a paisley tapestry of stains of every color, mostly red.

“I was informed about your birthday wish to be taken by a stranger,
And your beloved asked if we could somehow simulate the danger.”

“Plus the villagers are well aware of your…unique…female talents.
And we want to learn the root of them, for fear they’re out of balance.”

Her eyes peeled wide, so wide her lids could barely keep their orbs contained
But through her groggy vision she could focus on her captors if she strained.

A taste of bitter oysters seemed to linger on her lips and tongue,
A tiny speck of blood peeked from the spot at which her shoulder stung.