mmm...day of many posts i suppose.
Handles in hands, floorboards under feet. Her eyes glaring forward.
Holes were pierced in the darkness that mirrored her pupils.
Tightens her grip, clenches her fingertips. Tear open doors.
Curtains take to the wind as chesnut colored hair follows. Night air
entangles limbs as she stands forward to face the twilight
-naked in a pair of stilettos.