I thought I’d put that baby to bed. I received a call from area code 561. I know more than one living in that zone, but rarely speak with them, at least not on the telephone. There is, however, a particular person, with whom I don’t speak at all. Folding laundry, my phone rang. I…
Tag: Poem
The Gorgon
A monster dwells inside of me. A demon. She cries an eye for an eye, though justice is not her name. I have caged her. Poured water on her head. Tried to forget. Still she escapes her bonds from time to time. Less often now than before. When met with like she grows stronger. Malevolent…