CASSIOPEIA ~ the vain queen

They cut my features
From the cosmic brilliance,
Of every beautiful thing
The world had produced.
The blood gushing around my body
In whorls of white,
Like the salted tips of
Every ocean wave
Pulled towards the night sky.
Will they tell you the stories
Written by winners and stars
Who lack my shine?
Of how they sent me
Spinning into the cosmos
To cling to the light of the moon
And all the other celestial bodies,
For disobedience.
When everyone knows
Some stars are too beautiful
To shine among
Mere mortals.

Featured artwork: Sana Hassan