Flick of the Switch

It knew the hunt,

It knew the chase—

The quiet step,

The hidden place.

But not like this.

A sudden flash—

Then nothing stirred;

No tooth, no claw,

No sound, no word.

Its fur shot up—

It did not know;

It felt a fear…

Horror so long.

Scott L.

Born Blessed in South Korea in 1969 and raised in Baltimore, I’ve built a career with 20 years in customer service and 10 years in behavioral health. The crowning jewel of my studies came when I earned the only passing grade of an A from a Harvard professor — a true master of the craft of Shakespeare

And the English language, whose guidance opened the gateway to worlds of imagination, discipline, and wonder.

Married for 25 years, I share the good life with two dogs (Isabella and Juliet) and one cat named Maddie. In my free time, I enjoy writing, biking, gospel music, and spending time with my pastor and friends.

https://www.eastwindpoems.site
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