medusa

By lilith connor

In a world where everyone else dreamed of love- I  dreamed of beauty. i used to beg your senses to come in/ worship my body like a pristine temple. in the presence of death, what could life withstand? could power come at a lower price than love? i used to dream of spearheading all the evil gods, standing above them like a marble statue, in comparable in it's glory. but alas, ambition is a dangerous game, and the more it gives, the more it takes. Sincerely, Medusa

lilith connor is a teenage girl with a deep passion for art, writing, and all things creative. She spends her time, reading, writing, and coming up with new ideas. She is an accomplished poet with a national Silver Medal in scholastic and has been published previously in several magazines/literary journals. She hopes to one day publish a book or novel and is mostly focused on improving her work as a poetry writer. Her main inspirations include Olivia Gatwood, Sylvia Plath, Anne Sexton, and Laurie Halse Anderson. She would be honored to have the chance to receive publication and would appreciate it. She is based in the US.