Brutal seagulls​ at the beach

“Be careful with that,” she whispers, handing the two ice creams over. “What?” The tourist asks. “The birds are bad here,” she responds.  The man laughs, mocking the girl’s concern. A few minutes later a yell can be heard, the girl leans over the counter and sighs at the sight. Five seagulls circle the couple,…

If your child licks the glass one more time…

My legs ache Swollen skin puckering in dismay, Muscles screaming in agony Crowds forming, Yay. Swollen eyes The white tinted red, My veins pop in anger Frustration needing to be shed. Crowds pulsate against the stall Mouths salivating in hunger, I moan as time slows Wishing for nothing but slumber. I smile tightly Glass gleaming…

The battle cry of the seagulls

A belly full of giggles. Her mother grasped her hand, Pulling her along But her feet dig into the sand. A belly full of giggles. The seagulls call an endless cry, Laughing, she copies their song Her arms twirling high in the sky. A belly full of giggles. The sun beats down on​ the ground,…