Muse or Terror?

Posted on by Reena Saxena

The city that never sleeps fascinates me.


I walk under the streetlamps like a model walking the ramp under arc lights. I drape a scarf around my frail shoulders in different ways.


One night … an invisible force tugs at my scarf. I’m pulled up to the bridge above the lights.


It is a new perspective. The lights that inspire me are controlled by dark tentacles emanating from the world of shadows. The city has a dark underbelly, or overarching dictatorial regime.


Who pulled me up there?


Was it the Muse or Terror?


I feel both rushing through my bloodstream.

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