Daughter of the Moon - Meggie Royer

I see you’ve been singing. 

             Just another saw

rubbing its heart

             against the craters.

I’ve noticed how you watch the astronomer

             his telescope wrought in gold

To him, you are nothing but rosewater,

 just another whiskey empty of ice.

              My dear, didn’t you know?

It’s the stars he’s seeking

              every time.





About the Author

Meggie Royer is a writer and photographer from the Midwest. She currently majors in Psychology at Macalester College. Meggie has won national medals for her poetry and a writing portfolio in the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards. She was also the Macalester Honorable Mention recipient of the 2015 Academy of American Poets Student Poetry Prize. 

You can also find her here: www.writingsforwinter.tumblr.com