not even zeus himself
can free persephone
from hade’s arms entirely.

i ate the fruit,
a most unfilling supper,
and now am yours forever.

i knew not what i did,
just a girl just a child,
to make, your heart beat wild.

i wanted you to take me
tempted you with poetry
with eyes and lips and honey.

i eat from your table
and come to your bed
the living queen of the dead.


About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. My most recent completed endeavor was finishing BA's in Religious Studies and American Studies. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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