‘Lit Up Dust’

Suyeon Lee is a student at Newton Academy

Lit Up Dust

—for Joey

White moths flight lights the far-off galaxy’s dust 

on this moonless night. In southern Spain I find 

you just off a turnpike. Your absence a flood 

gate always patulous like stomata allows 

the leaf to flourish. After the shot, you left 

the dark web, the rifle, a single bullet. 

I find you. Three exotic planets before you

I find you between worlds, white robed. 

You stroll the sky. I dream you, vibrant green. 

& fuchsia. Your breath, jasmine. In the Coldplay 

song, You’re a sky full of stars spirit shepherds

your way into earth’s night. You only find dead

vestige here, future cut short. Find your bed where 

your mother now sleeps. City Of Mirrors open 

on your Kindle. At the dresser your untouched

quarters, still. Your Mega Man poster remains.

Your spirit leaves through the Mt. Fuji panel. 

In blackness, only the star’s luminous light.

Florence Murry is the author of Last Run Before Sunset, Finishing Line Press. Her poems have appeared in Pinch, Atlanta Review, Slipstream Press, Magazine, Off the Coast, Black Fox Literary and others. Florence lives in Southern California with her husband and two cats.