Photo credit @eye_sonny. Model credit @saskia_kut90.

I see their faces — the demons
that haunt the deepest recesses
of my mind, but I look them
in the eye and stare them down
with a growl in my throat,
refusing to let them win.
And I won’t. This wolf
is ready to fight back.

© Sarah Doughty

What Remains Of War

After the hard-fought battle, a war cry sounded into the moonless night while fires burned around me. I looked up into that starlit oblivion with bloodshot eyes as the weight finally left my shoulders. It was done. We prevailed. At long last, I could rest. As my sword slipped from my ragged fingers, my legs gave out and I was no more.

© Sarah Doughty