Have you ever seen a man,
made into a beast?
Have you ever watched men
change into something else—
Entirely at Desire’s goad,
Did you know any woman
Can transform a man
Heroes who’ve stumbled upon me
Ask me for my wisdom. I say
Children without fathers
become the worse for it.
Men could learn to keep their shape
In my presence
If they’re careful.
I’ve seen even thinking men grow tusks.
I tried to spot the monster.
The sun’s light off the waves,
All I felt was a gale,
The ropes around my wrists,
And my heart pounding
Wondering if I should feel
Despair, do I give myself over,
Must I accept a woman’s lot?
He came to me from the sky
his golden hair and shining eyes,
godling or hallucination—he spoke, but
did I imagine him cutting
through my terror and releasing me?
when I realized I was not yet free;
relief while panic surged, the look of
His eyes said you owe me;
Yet this debt I am unwilling to pay.
Would he even see me if I saved myself?
I had not imagined leaving our home
Like thieves. This place,
The hearth I tended,
The place I raised our daughters,
To you means nothing, as little as
the girls themselves, the mad gleaming
in your eye as you give them to the horde
outside? And in some stranger’s place,
Offered up your flesh and blood
To be devoured by a crowd,
Forgive me if I don’t leap to obey
Your every word and curse
Where our daughters learned to lie
the house you built,
You say it will be destroyed tonight?
This garden and the love I’ve spent
our life we built here, it will disappear like
firelight on daggers, or something
I cannot see, what madness is this
Betray your children, rant about god
to escape judgment, you’d forsake us
Abandon us without a second thought.
With each step: I wonder why I follow you,
Tears streaming, two pillars of salt.
And you begrudge me one last look before I go.