“I am the last butterfly.” -Walt Page
I have been an exhausted, trembling light
that does the moon no justice, or the night,
but sometimes something shimmers. Then, I write:
capturing stardust, stamping into typeface,
and spelling out my sadnesses, and loves.
Someday when I am done, enfold me in
the sun, enfold me into the soul of
everything I loved, and everyone, gods
and all, who glow inside the lives of all
who ever lived. It’s all I have to give.
About the Poet
Katy Santiff has written poetry in various forms all her life. A fan of meter and rhyme, she loves lines that hypnotize the reader with their sound. She believes in densely packed poems, preferring them to be mouthful when read aloud. A lifelong Marylander, she loves waterside living.
For the first time in nearly five years, Vita Brevis is closed for submission. Read the full story here.
Vita Brevis Press. 
Katy, so beautiful – as always.
Thank you so much Cynthia, your support means the world to me, always