By BLAINE ROCHE
Staff Writer
Petrify
The black dragons hissed from
Atop the demon woman’s crown,
Heralding Death’s arrival.
Their little jet bodies
Seethed and roiled with the same hate
They shared with their mother.
The eyes of their mother
Glowed a sickly yellow
As the serpents bared their teeth.
The woman caught the intruder’s gaze and
He joined the countless others.
The dragons closed their eyes and
fell to her shoulders.
Her body slid along the floor,
Grinding sand beneath her as
She moved to examine her handiwork.
After all,
She is the best sculptor there is.