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. They’re bouncing along the lip. A patch of trees suddenly obscures the fall. The bike slows to a stop: frozen. I see his eyes are round and his is mouth closed around the thorny branch of a tree!

By Shari Marshall – 2018