Medusa

“Daughter of darkness, slattern deity
rank with musk and nicotine, the spawn
of filthy covens or a shaman’s rite…” Baudelaire

A Treat for Wednesday

from someone dear.

Come Alone

I see you in my mind's eye, all ready to go out, out the door and into the world.
You pause and glance back, but I know you're just wondering if you left anything.
Anything besides me. Anything you might still need.

Luz/Zephyr

Hummingbird sharp, dart,
darting.
look and it flares into
me. I remember now what
I was becoming. A light,
alight the waves, and dark.

478

She dealt her pretty words like Blades—

How glittering they shone—

And every One unbared a Nerve

Or wantoned with a Bone—

She never deemed—she hurt—
That—is not Steel's Affair—
A vulgar grimace in the Flesh—
How ill the Creatures bear—

To Ache is human—not polite—
The Film upon the eye
Mortality's old Custom—
Just locking up—to Die.

--Emily Dickinson

Banded Krate

Diving in the Deep

Diving deep, this thing with you, oceanic. I lose myself daily in you, and will lose myself again and again. Consumed, love devoured. Go deeper, you say, to touch the sky.