From “The New Family”
Restless, Medusa slept the first night in
the temple, as she felt the great goddess
moving around her, touching her, feeling
her hair, telling her she could never leave.
From “The New Family”
Restless, Medusa slept the first night in
the temple, as she felt the great goddess
moving around her, touching her, feeling
her hair, telling her she could never leave.
From “A God’s Lust”
“Good day, Dear Uncle, great god of the sea.
Surely, you know your dear friend Phorcys begged
me to intercede, to prevent your wrath.”
From “The New Servant”
Beauty’s worth lies in the beholder’s pride
in it. A prize it is at its peak, but
spoiled it is after its beholder’s use.
From “Voiceless”
A king’s voice gets what a king wants and what
a servant can afford to pay, whether
that be in gold or a live sacrifice.
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From “The Departure’s Promise”
What possessions takes one when one cannot
return home again, to the home of birth,
family, and familiarity?
What of material nature is more
precious and sacred than the touch of a
mother’s, father’s, or sisters’?
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From “The Decree”
Revelations of secrets’ past blinds the
sight in the present, as the mind shifts the
blame to soothe the past for the present’s use.
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From “Eternal Sacrifice”
Truths presented cloaked in one’s omission
rarely remain hazy, but a puzzle
for the recipient to unlock, as
trust for the bearer recedes, clarity
in fragments will always surface in time.
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From “Love Story”
True love is felt not in the rush of warmth,
but in the coldness of sorrow, fear of
losing love, that empty heart no one wants.
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From “A Mother’s Humble Plea”
Humility rests not with the weak, but
with the strong, who knows when best to show it,
for she knows it is its own sacrifice.