But fiction isn't the end. I have had the pleasure of regularly reading AJ's poetry for several years now and it is as astonishing and disturbing as the stories that fall from her fingers.
The Hunger will draw you in, and expose the truth. I hope you're ready...
Fetid breath, she makes
Her noxious broth, like trailing threads
Raspy fingers on your flesh
A spider’s touch
Melting fast beneath the sun.
Cold expression, she spills
Her sunken eyes, like shrivelled fruit
Deathly glare to lure your gaze
A stony wince
Smiling beneath a tarnished glaze.
Meaty souvenirs, she gives
Her plump grey carcass, like swollen clouds
Food for thought on your lips
A gamey hint
Filling bellies with her meat.
Putrid ground, she soils
Her leftovers, like a crown of bones
Her last moments, in your mind
A weary voice
Dissolving the memory of Buchenwald.
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