Medusa Buys A Car by David C. Kopaska-Merkel

Medusa Buys A Car

Medusa’s weave is bulky of necessity, her glasses dark,
she’s buying a car, but the salesman’s calling her
little lady, and darling
darling, my thousand-year-old ass, she thinks.
Then he offers her an insurance rate she knows
is much too high, her hand is inching up
to her glasses, the snakes are stirring,
and she feels a bit like Dr. Strangelove;
it would be so satisfying, but this jerk’s not worth it.
She stands up to leave, and he’s all I can get
you a lower rate
and if I said anything,
but she’s gone, googling
woman-owned car dealerships and
what was she thinking, walking into that place, anyway?

David C. Kopaska-Merkel is reticent about his former lives, but his resemblance to a well-known Assyrian bust gives one pause. In this life, he won the 2006 Rhysling award for best long poem (collaboration with Kendall Evans), and edits Dreams & Nightmares magazine. He has edited Star*line and several Rhysling anthologies, has served as SFPA president, and is an SFPA Grandmaster. His poems have been published in Asimov’s, Strange Horizons, Night Cry, and elsewhere. Some Disassembly Required, his latest poetry collection, comes out in 2022 from Diminuendo Press. @DavidKM on Twitter.

Image Credit: Combine an attractive Medusa [] with her viper car []