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  • Writer's pictureGeorgia Garfield-White

The Mermaid

Updated: Feb 3, 2022


“The madness of the eyes is the lure of the abyss. Sirens lurk in the dark depths of the pupils as they lurk at the bottom of the sea, that I know for sure - but I have never encountered them, and I am searching still.”

Jean Lorrain


There are monsters here,

There are monsters everywhere,

But here they creep

And whisper on the waves

That crash

Like echoes

On the rocks.

The water hides their face

But in the cracks

Between the ripples,

In the white

Between the waves,

Their eyes are

Watching you.

They are always

Watching you.

That half-mirage

Of hair

You turn

And see

As seaweed,

The shadow

On the sand

You see as rocks

And then

A hand is

On your leg,

Fingers cracked

With sea salt sores,

That dig into the bone.

You thrash and twist

And then go still.

Your last breath

Drifts to the surface

And dies.

On the shore, seasoned sailors

Clutch their sweat-stained collars-

Pray for luck-

And say;

‘The current must’ve

Swept the boy


Insp. The Many Legends of Mermaids

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