c.m.b.
Toronto, Ontario, Canada

Beautiful and Alive

The alley is filthy, stark naked under the harsh floodlights. Cinderella pulls at her dress, listless, bent over, waiting for him to finish. Her face slamming into a dumpster, the pain makes her feel beautiful and alive. Her heel breaks under the pressure of his completion. Drops of sweat pool on her back, mixed with the fallen ash of his cigarette. His finishing thrust, a slight whimper. Is this the way the world ends? Ejaculate running down her leg.

A willow tree sways
in the ashen orange glow
of her world on fire