Helen's IncidentalsA Poem by Kristina MoulaisonYou are the sun and moon And Venus, bright and bare Alight with pearl and ivory robe A translucent caressing dare That plays in shadow, a loom That weaves alluring locks in Ropes of crimson hair, a welcome Shackle, whose bosom beckons, invites The broken door that bleeds For ransom, the queen that launched A thousand ships, sits staring At a broken mirror, there Inside the hull of a traitor’s ship, gazing At her oozing lip, the fire of ants crawling Inside, her splayed legs, shuttering, Dizzy, head spun black From all her blinding power © 2017 Kristina MoulaisonFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on February 9, 2017 Last Updated on February 9, 2017 Tags: men's rights, women, mythology, rape, gender wars, power AuthorKristina MoulaisonBellingham, WAAboutI write. Read me. We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, la.. more..Writing
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