as a child I was tortured by the three women
closest to me, whom should have taught trust
but
instead taught fear, which isn't real but this is
so of course
they became every diabolical trio
from literature & history; ugly muses,
Gorgons all but one was missing,
I missed the hissing as
Medusa was not there in plaited cornrows
like
the others; she was away,
blonde for all I cared
& all I wanted to do then was go to her in her
secret oracular
temple & just chill looking at her in the mirror