Wrathfully sentenced to the sky
by a constellation of envious wenches.
Withheld from my rightful throne
and condemned to forever orbit the celestial poles.
Whisked suddenly by the night air
and bound with unsightly shackles to these heavens.
Wretched inferiority has procured these seawomen
to astronomical outbursts.
When did hailing the candor of one’s beauty
become less righteous than creating a lie?
When did the love for my star-cluster of mirrors
become mistaken for deplorable vanity?
wishing me away was a fool’s errand.
The night sky is divine for my complexion,
and my hair flickers by the moonlight.
With this dome of scattered light as my stage,
I am the most beloved star
for my nocturnal company.
Watch these wenches
banish me from their ocean waves.
I’ve made love to the Moon,
and guess who controls the tides.
Sophia Vesely is nineteen years old and a class of 2020 high school graduate from St. Petersburg, Florida. She is currently taking a gap year before her matriculation to Swarthmore College in the fall of 2021. She has work published in W-Poesis, The Bitchin’ Kitsch, and The Fiction Week Literary Review as well as a published poetry collection on Amazon.com entitled “The Road to Amour de Soi” that aims to empower young women through the notion of self-love.