I Made Them
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Rembrandt Harmensz van Rijn, Medea or The Marriage of Jason and Creusa, 1648; Etching, 24.2 × 17.9 cm. Bequest of George Campbell Cooper; 1896-3-164. Cooper Hewitt, Smithsonian Design Museum.
Inked up, I’m a horrendous, hefty demon In later touches, my wounded round, face reveals An inquisitive flitter between monster and fugitive A dagger in one hand and poison concealed
Helios’s branding blazes across my breasts, and my thumping heart sways the pendant in beat with my rage And what it anticipates
Hera’s come to see it all for herself Her peacock with one hundred eyes watches me She knows vengeance better than anyone Even she won’t stop what comes next
I’ve more than gadflies in store for you I’m here to witness the rawest convulsions You brought them here, but they’re mine No matter what comes next
Aimee Blackledge ©2024.