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Did no one ever stop to think That Siren, with her killing call Would never willing wish to sink The men who for her fancy fall For beauty isn't invitation; the fault's not in a Siren's sighs To sing is not to seek flirtation ... Read more

Flicker

poem by Siren Song

A candle lit in dead of night She watched the flame devour the wick Until her mind consumed the light And darkness cut her to the quick Read more

Stern Note-to-Self

poem by Siren Song

You don't get to tell me that I am worthless. You don't get to tell me that I'm stupid. That I'm ugly. That I'm not good enough. Never again will you make me feel weak, because this is where I teach myself how strong I can be. And ... Read more

Pinch

poem by Siren Song

It barely hurts, I promise She brushes my hair from my face Just a quick pinch, then it’s over A pinch how hard? Do you want me to show you? Yes Later, holding completely still while a nice young woman delivers three shots ... Read more

Firefly

story by Siren Song

Nose pressed to the cold glass, I hold my breath so that I donâ€™t fog up the window as we fly down the highway. Itâ€™s dark and weâ€™re moving fast, so I canâ€™t see much anyways, but still I stare with rapt att... Read more