Guest post by Dadirai.
I have a terrible fear of heights, which causes my body to shake uncontrollably. My pores open up and I start to sweat. My mind slowly drifts away into space. I begin to stare at the height and my mind starts to show me images or various ways I could die. My stomach then starts to rumble, and the previous food I had eaten slowly works its way up my stomach. Looking and estimating the distance from the top of the cliff to the bottom just gets me shaking.
Now, standing at the end of the cliff, from my perspective it looked like I was slowly making my way to the edge. I could barely move a muscle.
I felt like I was trapped in an ice cube.
[Miss Roberts: What can you guys say about the imagery? What is the form, do you think? And if you had to pick a genre for this piece?]