So it is no surprise that, finally, Stewart Galenza
A determined and determining god of potboiler
Resolutions and fates, should change the encounter between
His Duelle and his equally fantastic Queen Mona
From a hate-lust cat-fight (lesbian sex so safe, he thought)
Into an amicable meeting (in a hotel-lounge
Or cheap café, whatever, who cared) of ‘matching’ angels
Entertaining and plotting new strategies for ‘saving
The world’, from its injustices, with mischief of their own
Righteousness.
*
Which one was Good and which Evil no longer
Mattered: Stew even designed two new uniforms for them:
Naked Duelle got herself inked into a black pants-suit
And Queen Mona dumbed down into blue-and-pink underwear
Which Superwoman herself wouldn’t have been caught dead in.
~
But despite the cowardly kitsch of Stew’s graphicnovel,
We can see how his pussyfooting flatfooted approach
To depicting issues of female power and desire
And transgression led him to tilt beyond the simplistic
And simple-minded duality of Good/Bad fictions
- His enemy, his own dulled mind, become the sharp ally
*
Not that Stew would have admitted to caring anything
About ‘duality’, ‘spirituality’ and such:
After all, he was a no-shit Allbirdy boy (though born
In repressed München of Polish-Portuguese parentage),
And it was years, thank God, since he had been an altar-boy
(from *fatima solagua arterra’s nudes* by Brian Chan, 2015)