My favorite month is coming...
so I give you a Hades-esque poem. Oooo...creepy.
The Curse by Nicole Kapise Perkins
Malicious,
Persephone’s gaze
on my soul,
watching
as I wander
warm, free,
eating honeyed winds
and pomegranate clouds.
Eurydice sings
a wailed curse
and I walk
backward,
never looking behind.
Naked, I swim the Styx,
my hunger Charon’s lust.
No coin
in my mouth,
my payment
made in Flesh,
the white heat of love
lived in Death’s embrace.
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