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Vicim of the Night
Olivia Krise

crying tears of blood,

bruised lips part, languid curtains unfold

the stage: a smile, serrated and rancid

a thick, scarlet flesh licks and slimes

metallic tang observed


eyes peeling capaciously, wrathful steel

sclera’s drained crimson

pointed at you



creeping ever closer

Olivia Krise is a senior doubling in Biochemistry and Creative Writing. Her natural habitat rotates between the lab, her bed, and her desk. She enjoys watching Wife Swap with her roommates and believes that black tea is an underrated option for caffeine addicts. She dedicates this work to her recently passed jumping spider, Shark Bait Ho Ha.

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