BOSSBITCH

I want to be everything I'm not.

I want to be happy,

I want to be less angry,

I want to feel hopeful,

I want to feel less lonely.

I want to be free.

I’ll make you a trade, your beauty for stone, your sea-beloved tresses for venom-filled snakes, your innocent doe eyes for frigid gaze.

The sea is in the habit of ravishing what does not belong to him, taking without consideration.

But, sweet girl, I promise you, I will not allow this to be your ruin. You are sacred, one of my own.

And no cruel chaos will devour you again, choose terror over maiden, relinquish your human.

And I will turn you into a Goddess in your own right, a deity of monsters, a myth that will scare men for all the years and their seasons.