Amazonium, strongest metal on Earth, forged into
bullet-deflecting bracelets, shiny silver
cuffs inspiring confidence, helping me thwart
derisive bullies who openly threatened
extending their reign of terror beyond shouts of freak,
fea, perra, hound of Hades, eye
gunk of Giganta, chew toy of Cheetah, jock itch of Jor-El. Great
Hera! Athena knows I only possessed
imagination and daydreams of the invisible
jet whisking me away before obnoxious prima donnas
kicked my face in because they thought they had
license to make my benign and solitary existence
miserable, but Marston’s immortal maiden
never succumbed to imbeciles or threats,
openly defied those plotting to plunder
Paradise Island, place that sounded like abuela’s Cuba,
quiet Eden, uncharted isle where peace
reigned supreme and women enjoyed
sailing, fencing, and horseback riding.
Themyscira, I have longed for your refuge
under the full moon’s omniscient,
voluptuous light, desired to enter the sanctum of Diana’s
world, elusive, mysterious, impervious, never
X’d on man-made maps—
your beauty surpasses anything
Zeus could’ve ever imagined.
