. . .

lessons from hera and hercules


harbinger made of hemlock and heartache,

hurricane made of hurt and heartbreak,

you were hera's lesson of harm and habit,

you were impossible to break,

but i too, like you,

have hidden the strength of hercules

somewhere inside this harbour body

that used to welcome hurricanes.

i too have always known siren songs that have bewitched men

with more ancient madness than you could ever imagine.

i too have spoken words that dripped with cruelty

like a soldiers sword in a battlefield,

i do not use these abilities against you

because i have learned,

i have learned that when you destroy someone you love...

there is no coming back from that.


-nikita gill