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Amy Jasek
W O R D S • I D E A S : A M Y J A S E K
Andromeda
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In defense of fairness what was chained to that rock was pride, not beauty boastfulness, not innocence. The offended always require a lamb for slaughter and not just any lamb: a perfect one.
She was a flawless offering, blameless in the matter, sucked into a quarrel as vicious as a whirlpool.
Vengeance spouted the leviathan intent upon annihilation; no amount of anxious hand-wringing on the shore could reverse the damage done, only a victor astride the wings of triumph could loosen those chains and with one curving blow strike up the banquet that would turn them all to stone.
Poppy
Sleep-bringer down a dark hall where banshees lurk white, not from purity but from the sear of eternity burning behind the eyelids of escaping man
Red blood of valiance soldier cloaks soaked in sacrificial glory a field of men sown in battle, marked with the kiss of war
Take your last look, Ares, make your last escape
Texas born and raised, Amy Jasek graduated from the University of Texas at Austin with a BA in Theatre and Dance in 1999. She then spent a decade in other, colder places, ignoring her passion for writing, before settling back down in the Lone Star State and eventually picking up her pencil again. She is also a dedicated, sometimes-professional, film photographer and cyanotype artist, and mother to one precocious teenage hopeful-author, science-minded daughter.
Website: amywritespoetry.com Instagram: @amyjasek