Appointment in Samarra
March 24, 2015•90 words
As I walked along
through the market’s throng
I saw her approach
and knew at once
that there was no reproach
blazing eyes, deep as hell
a deathly putrid smell
and a cloak, as dark as death
even as I held my breath
I knew, I was marked
I ran afar
and in that naive moment’s spur
I thought, I will evade her
but the dread was so numbing
that I never saw her coming
and death claimed her mark
based on the story Appointment in Samarra by John O’Hara