we are the girls made of sky,
the scent of midnight woven into our skin
and stardust makeup adorning our eyelids.
constellations spread across our cheeks,
comets and shooting stars woven into our hair
as we dance in circles around these distant earths.
constructed of starlight and poetry,
moonlight and wondering,
ethereal and wild and oh-so free.
more goddess than human,
we glow with a certain kind of light
the one that you can’t help but bask in
and worship our infinite galaxies.
Izzy Frangiosa is a fifteen-year-old sophomore from northern New Jersey. She enjoys reading, writing, playing softball, and watching movies with her friends. She hopes to one day pursue a career as an investigative journalist.