See the flower in her hair,
See her eyes are so in love,
See her hand in hand with God.
Lamentation is wasted on the sad.
There is Prophecy in all sadness
That the sad need vitality to harness.
Life began as Helen did: the abuse of Leda.
Life began at the abuse of Life.
S. T. Brant is a teacher from Las Vegas. Pubs in/coming from Door is a Jar, Santa Clara Review, New South, Rejection Letters, Quail Bell, Dodging the Rain, La Piccioletta Barca, Cathexis Northwest Press, a few others. Twitter: @terriblebinth