by Victoria Twomey
she closed her eyes and knelt kissed the hem of his gown made from Andromeda cloth Milky Way in color tied at the waste with a string of radiant stars she had been a point he was trying to make worthy unworthy a cautionary tale a hopeful arrow pointing inward to the heart outward toward the light she had been more bird more rabbit more lion more jungle simian than she knew now at the edge of the ever-widening sea she finally understood he would be her last, best hope he would be the boat that carried her over the waterfall of time
Victoria Twomey is a poet and an artist in equal measure. She has appeared as a featured poet at venues around NY, including the Hecksher Museum of Art, The Poetry Barn, Barnes & Noble, and Borders Books. Her poems have been published in several anthologies, in newspapers and on the web, including Sanctuary Magazine, BigCityLit, PoetryBay, Autumn Sky Poetry Daily, the Tipton Poetry Journal and Verse-Virtual. Her poem “Pieta” was nominated for a Pushcart Prize.