The Mermaid's Song

The sea caresses me
I'm attracted to the moon
and the mermaid's hair
It's strung with seaweed
and remnants of a trickster's skin —
her last lover she drowned
some fathoms deep
He lies on the seabed now
in eternal sleep
A lullaby in his head —
the one she sang to him
the night they wed
on the moon-drenched shore
But she sings no more —
Not even for me

Stephanie Smith is a poet and writer from Pennsylvania. Her work has appeared in issues of The Horror Zine, Illumen, and Liquid Imagination, among others.

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