Poetry
by Niki Orfanou
she showed me
a jar
of scorpions
she picked
with a fork
the mark
on her hand
one jumped
stung
one half
of her
howled
like a bear
trapped
in wire
the other half
turned
to onyx
this was
motherbeast
and stone
I was her
soldier
twig
now
she’s won
the earth
eternal
life
my veins
still run
black
with venom
Appeared in Issue Spring '26
Greek
First Language(s): Greek
Second Language(s):
English,
French,
Italian
Stadt Graz Kultur
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