Vampires at the door

The Maenad


We drink from the attention

contained in your eyes

It is our prize, it’s theft our pride.

Media Vikings plunder your sight

Stokers Stroke Count by night

Read this and belong, tits and a song

Foolish mortal just let me in.


A war is on, your attention span the prize.

A war of hits, as we all try to occupy your iris

Outdo the other one, fight past the familiar

Bringing to you a message that you, yes you,

Had better start believing in. 

Just be reasonable, open the door,

and let me in.


The Maenad (She/Hers) Transgender Goddess, an activist, artist, poet, publisher, sex worker, and author of creative non-fiction, erotica, fantasy, and science fiction.

Her work has appeared @corporealitmag @engendered @gutslutpress @fahmidanjournal @redplanetmag @wickedgayways @365tomorrows, within the Gongfarmer’s Almanac and on Madwomen in the Attic.

Her first chapbook, a work of trans erotic liberation, the Ishtar Cycle, is available from @lupercaliapress

Find her @dreaminggynoid on Twitter and @scarlet_maenadum on IG

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