Dee Dickens: Medusa
Dee Dickens (she/they) lives on a mountain in Wales with her husband and their two shedding familiars. They are a PhD student and a neurodivergent bringer of chaos. Her writing deals with what others leave unsaid in the hope that it gives someone, anyone, a voice. The Gorgon was made out of the terror, not the terror out of the Gorgon. - Jane Ellen Harrison I watched the moon that night as a single stone hewn from the rubble my temple, my eaving, once was, dug into the small of my back. As my hair weaved itself to nest on my face, to protect you from my eyes. As my blood hissed on tarmac. As...