Pomegranate Seeds

beneath the narcissus

roots tumbled down;

the soil turned to rot.

a chasm opened

with a fierce rumble,

calling me down 

to the flaming unknown.

dark gives way to light,

a forbidden intrusion.

i defiled his castle of bone;

my flora littered his realm,

the souls of fauna found me

until all-around grew a field

bright with larkspur and iris. 

entranced and entangled

in his sultry seduction,

the darkness beckoned.

i am Hades’ queen 

and this is my confession:

i ate those seeds on purpose.

they slid like wine

down my throat–

the sweetest sin.

About the Author

Sierra Tufts-Sicard is a senior English major in the Creative Writing concentration. 

Erica Bentley is a senior English major who will be graduating this May. She is inspired by the world around her and enjoys writing about various perspectives on pleasure, pain, and other reactions. Erica hopes to pursue a career in Publishing and/or art world soon.