The Girl Who Turned Herself To Stone

Medusa watches longingly behind a set of lockers

staring at Poseidon 

The captain of the swim team 

The boy with the ocean blue eyes

The same eyes that make every one of her heartbeats feel like an earthquake in her chest

She wipes a tear from her cheek

Because she realizes

He will never be hers

As she watches Athena 

The girl with the long brown hair

The goddess with the stone gray eyes

Pull him in for a long

Lasting

Eternal 

Kiss 

And it breaks Medusa’s heart 

‘Ugly Medusa’ 

The girls jeer

‘What a hideous beast she is’

Every night

Medusa screeches into her pillow

Until one day 

She has had enough

When Athena snickers at her ragged clothes 

Medusa slams her against a wall

And breaks her spine 

Athena turns into a statue

Paralyzed 

Incapable of movement 

Barely able to breathe

Now Medusa walks down the center of a hall 

Smirking 

Dressed in a snakeskin jacket 

‘Don’t cross her’ 

Fearful whispers echo

Medusa’s heart isn’t broken anymore 

You can’t break something that’s been turned to stone

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