by Tapsya Pandita
A thought whizzing inside her head, guilt gnawing at her insides, tears departing,
anxieties rising, fingers pointing, fallen fallen, inside and out, no way back, no way
to undo, no way to save.
No way to save what had been lost, lost in a game of crazy,
mindless experimentation; playing with life, playing with fire, playing with the
polyfanged demons of revenge.
" I will show you how it works." she had blurted through her phone. How would she show him, she was the accused, the convicted, the fallen, the whore, the reverse model of how society worked.