Saturday, May 21, 2016



Medusa didn’t die
in the pantheon of mythologies,
she lives inside us with her ravenous eyes.
She has no gender or specific place,
she keeps growing in our body
like a terminal illness.
To find her all we need to do
is stare
into the face of cancer,
stare at the snakes that fall from our hair,
at the man who breaks like a child.

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