At My Starry Point
by Anonymous
University of the Incarnate Word
If I could save her,
I’d give her another chance
and tell her that the stars are her friends
and that she’d never be alone again.
After so long, star shards danced on her chest
at her wits’ end with the supernova in her body
she finally let her eye catch
the shooting stars
and she could see
the Milky Way as it swirled
through the porcelain-framed view.
Feelings eclipsed through
She couldn’t help but make
one last shriek into the void
until oxygen ran short
and all she ever wanted
was to matter.
