A friend of a friend’s son, this. I have no context, which feels apt for the Goddess of discord.
Eris is discord.
The juxtaposition
Of sense and nonsense
Being and non being.
Air and water.
Flesh and water.
Of course the water would hold Eris
Buoy her up.
You cannot drown discord.
Try: and guess what you’ll create…
Tom Juniper Poetry 