Domestic Violence

There is shame. Embarrassment. Fear. What if someone finds out.
The monster comes home to an empty house. He goes to the attic where he opens a chest. And rummages around in it. He takes out a rope. Throws it over the rafter. Finds a chair. Picks up his dog.
Violence begins in desperation. In a free fall from sanity. We become the center of the universe. For a brief moment there is nothing else.
Tales from darkness.