Grace Arenas received her MFA in poetry from the University of Montana in 2017. Her poems have appeared in Thank You For Swallowing, Pretty Owl Poetry, and Kentucky Review. She currently lives and teaches in Boston.
nite owl
I didn’t see a ring, but that only means so much
the glinting facets of a rock only mean so much
instead look up for your convenience a dazzling trio
petrified in darkness not amber or stratum here is your
submissive your vain your perpetually chaste woman
bright spica and shell stars spread out on the pages
of this ancient playboy they’ll outlive you all a life
spent burning never spent in a matter of seconds but
come now don’t shy away behind your scope your
rocket small protruding things are you frightened
of the abyss or what it most resembles take your
andromeda yours for the taking brave perseus take
cassiopeia down a peg or two natural order leave
virgo just as she is untouched white pinpoints of light
so precise in their pointedness careful not to smudge
them sideways with your brave audacious fingers
look up sky full of sirens so far out to sea look up