Shame, shame, oblivion, eternal sleep.
Book cover--all that pink for girls? petals soft as areoles? palest? pale rhymes with fail, frail, bale (of a necklace, of hay), kale from the garden, Dale, Gale (as in Dorothy, as in her stormy path), hail (would shatter all those petals, pingpong), jail (monopoly, menarche--WTF?), mail/mail dichotomy, nail (with its moons, with its hammer), quail (bird, shiver in fever, in fear), rail/rale (a train, a cough, a rumble nonetheless), sail/stale/scale (practice notes, note your practice is beginning again), tale/trail/tail/they'll, vail/vale/veil, wail, azalea/Zales.
Medusa--MED USA (what a name for a lab service!), snakes, cameos, revenge, mirror, shield, dammit i hate perseus for killing her, harpy (Harpy Leigh instead of Harper Lee), beauty shamed and we are back to peonies
Cameo Appearance: Here Carved
Medusa’s hair snakes, split ends
Wriggling, writhing. Imagine
It all as dissonance, that face
Uncovered in stone. Imagine
Medusa, her striking grace
Notes, these striking
Strokes on ivory. Imagine all these
Keys, all lost, that don’t fit,
Any locks but hers; imagine all this
Silence hanging heavy
As lava, before chisel eventually
Comes down, cleaving
Like a sword. Imagine it all as past:
No face, no glare, no splitting
Ends; imagine only her smooth back
Before she’s been transformed:
Hair falling, wrinkling into waves.
Imagine her only as stone.
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