Centuries Perfecting

Of all the gifts the gods gave her
Before they realised how independent
She would be, the one she’s the most
Grateful for is the quiver that’s always
Full of arrows, no matter how many
Hunts she completes. They aren’t magical
Arrows; at first she kept missing the
Targets, and had to spend centuries
Perfecting the art of always hitting. So
Today, she sits in the undergrowth
With her strongest bow yet, millennia
Later, Zeus in her sights, and with
Him the entire malevolent patriarchy.

R 07/04/2025 19:37 Norwich