Medusa’s Cry

Oed’ und leer das Meer     Peach shaped drops talk about my life in tragedies turning me into a catastrophe   You had multiple lovers yet you felt the need to devour me due to fair cheeks and pliant mounds   You warped deity, you wrote sins across my skin carved salt and water…

The Edge of Elysian

    Medusa lives in these trees she sings of this breeze cries with those leaves   The branches pick and they preen form shells around soft carcasses marbled and pristine   Crackling vines across rooted cemeteries   She exists between earth and sky water and hell vividly unseen

Medusa and Herr Lover

    She had a serpents tongue ringlets of venom lingered off her lips One could have turned to stone if they gazed too long   But for me   I would have looked into the eyes of Hades battle mountains themselves just for a glimpse of those smooth emeralds   I had come to…

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…