Medusa takes a Lover – Bayveen O’Connell

When Medusa takes a lover, she must keep her eyes closed. Her myriad snake-eyes reflect only fragments of light and slivers of skin.

‘How will I know if he’s beautiful?’ she asks.

The snakes respond, ‘By his hands, his mouth, his strokes.’

The lover bites, sucks at her, traces waves on her skin with his fingers, moves in oceans of rhythm between her thighs, making her toes coil, her body writhe, her legs wind around him, her lips pull back to reveal her teeth. And for the first time, Medusa is at one with her serpentine self. 

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