The Gorgon Lives in This One




There were vines up her skin

slender mossy streams that breathed life into her veins

eyes brown like that dried up mud-

sticky surfaces that

burrow you into the Earth


Those branches

latch and tangle

entwine around the crevices of her heart


She had leafy shells in her hair


Strands that stuck up like Medusa

a receptacle of venom that could have

turned Perseus himself to stone





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