Overslept by Judith Kingston - Twist in Time Literary Magazine
The world had changed. It was full of roaring noise.The sky was greyand her lungs achedwith the effort of drawing breath. Reluctantly her lashes liftedto reveal the hungry eyesof the man –dripping, dishevelled,strange-looking clothesaround his feet– who had woken her. Covertly he had crept closerto her limp bodyput a hand on her skin then – boldly now, lust overtaking shame –took what he wanted in hurried gasps. She was buried too deep.Her dreams red and tangled in briar,resistance pushing the stingdeeper in and drawing blood. When he slipped outflushed and sweatingundonehe thought her lips suggested a parting kiss- A thank-you. The world had changedbetween the sharp scratchand the kiss that took her breath, filling her with the tasteof a rotting banquetfor half forgotten guests,composting roses and decay. ____________________________________________________________ Judith Kingston writes poetry, fiction, plays and shopping lists. Her work has appeared in a number of magazines including Barren Magazine, Riggwelter and Kissing Dynamite as well as the Fly on the Wall Press Anthology Persona non Grata. You can find her stealth poetry photos on Instagram: @judith_kingston and on Twitter you can find her wondering why all the snacks are gone: @judithkingston.