Guest Writer: Roxanne Moaveni

The Scorpion, The Spider, and The Snake

Stomachs glistening, sweet sweat dripping
clothes swirling fluidly around solid pillars moving
to the beat of insanity and the gasps of reality
encircle the circlers; the prey become predators.
And so the dancers dance their dance
and drag the audience in to trance
whether screaming or in ecstasy
they beg for more and oh, they plea!
The Scorpion, the Spider, and the Snake
(each have their own fair share to take
of adoring admirers..
glassy eyed followers.)
Begin their real performance.