"Moon Beast"

Every month
Perhaps it's the moon
I turn into a beast
Raging

I snarl and growl
I gnash my teeth
My enemies flee
I snap

The demon leaves me
Under the blood-red moon
I return to the woman I was
Monthly


This is one of my favorites from the old blog. (Originally posted April 26, 2016)

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