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.