Dreamlike, beautiful (in a way.)
Your work is uniformly dreamlike - not only in that it has mythological elements, but in that these elements interact with realistic elements in a way which speaks intimately about different aspects of life.
People seem to think these don't have a plot, but I believe they do, after a fashion... they are purposefully ambiguous in order to soak the viewer in the emotional, intuitive response to the work. It is disturbing because it is true, and the truth is both unpleasant and confusing, often in the same breath.
George - the Satyr. The eater. Fleshy parasite. Probably a past lover, a selfish one - everything about his hedonism is selfish. How could this have ended in anything but murder? But she's a destroyer, a critic, and can't save herself with this. The only act she has is her horrible destruction. Once it's over, once the bloodstains are on the table, she's left with exactly what she can't stand having - nothing.