Cauldron Anthology Issue 7 - Time's Up cauldronfinalproof (2) - Page 28

medusa Reb ecca Ko ki t us crush my windpipe with your palm again and I’ll crush yours with serpents I shudder at the touch of the sea and its saline human smells I collect men carved from stone —rather, stone carved from men you call me villainess, my anger makes you uncomfortable touch my hair with your dirty hand again and lose your fingers they love my red hair, copperhead hair, and forget I’m lady lazurus 28 Cauldron Anthology