Welcome to “Writober,” a challenge hosted by Maria at Experience Writing.

Today’s chosen prompt: Blood. “Prompt: Write a poem using blood as a symbol for life, a romantic encounter, and/or death.”

Transformed

You see nothing
in the mirror

but feel face
drained of blood

two pricks of red
in your neck

and a hunger
grating, churning

inside where your
heart should be

a cavern that feels
empty, as a melon

scooped out for breakfast.
You stare and scream.