Medusa's End

by Mikal Trimm

She, broken, lies

embraced by gutter's

tender concrete ministrations,

red snakes writhing on the pavement,

from her hair the snakes are pouring

out, they hiss and undulate across

the cracked face of the sidewalk

as they leave this strange medusa

to her darkness, cold as stone.


Copyright Mikal Trimm 2004

Photo Copyright Eric Marin 2004

About the Author:

Mikal Trimm writes stories and poems and songs.  The stories and poems may be found in several publications both on- and offline, including Infinity Plus, Andromeda Spaceways Inflight Magazine, NFG and Say....  His songs must be heard in person.  He currently lives outside Austin, Texas, due to circumstances beyond his control. 


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