The Penis Chronicles presents, “Slow Motion Terror.“
A bike out of control.
The training wheels inhibit the fall over maneuver. Instead he careens toward the steep drop. The rider is frantic. Fear is in the air.
Closer, closer: no stopping.
I’m too far back to have a successful reaction. It’s happening to fast; I’m seeing in slow motion.
He’s screaming. Death lays over the edge. Bike and boy get close to the drop bouncing along the lip. A patch of trees suddenly obscures the fall. The bike slows to a stop: frozen. I see his eyes round and his mouth closed around the thorny branch of a tree!
By Shari Marshall – 2018