my heart

A Poem written for Nova:
Thank you Chelsea

white dwarf implosion and the supernova

can you feel
the rings of saturn
on your fingers?

the impositious reaching
of a life
built from strung-together
nebulae.

stars hang
in a spring's bleeding
veils.

the coronal aura of
your very existence.

in that family's universe
you were integral,

you were a world.

in a sunset's
dying blush,
we feel the warm breath
of your dissolving
on our skin.