Trust in Tests
six am, walking across the crusty streets where early morning drunkards yell: cat-calling or provoking fights?
gripping a litre of beer by its neck, home in five minutes
where he is waiting for
that smirking sun that fries the bald
head that walks; or that humid
whistle blowing insultingly.
mental image: shattered beer fragments, oozing liquid
on the floor, never cleaned. his look
of surprise, mine of vile empowerment —
then a smiled — oops — before
burying my lungs in nicotine
but, unfair, he touched me turned
biting lips, eyes reading the same
line or trying to play killer
sudoku; that dilemma of
trusting him or giving
in to the temptations
of his test
walk home, young one.
no use fighting; that
layer of calculated
THIS IS THE TAROT CHALLENGE, a 78-day writing challenge where everyday I pick out a random card from my tarot deck and write something about, against, inspired by, based on the card by the day’s end. The works can range from poetry to fiction to drama. When the card is from the major arcana, the title of the work should be the card name. When the card is from the minor arcana, the title can be different but the card drawn should be revealed at the end.