The Beast

Eyes gawk at the wild beast clutched in my hands

I struggle to gain control as it veers left and right

Harsh curses shoot from my lips in futile anger

Finally, the game of tug-of-war has come to an end

With hands victoriously raised in the air I shout,

“I have wielded the cart and survived!”

—Octavia Mason

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