Issue No. 15, Winter 2015

Danae at Sea
Sandi Leibowitz

You either deny a prophecy
or embrace it.
I wailed it was a lie
until he walled me up.
Then I waited,
prophecy fisted in my heart.

When the sunlight turned odd,
too golden to be right,
I knew my time had come.
I opened my arms to it,
opened my mouth to it,
opened my legs to it,
let the future enter me.

In the god-bereft darkness,
I never weep.
I ride this coffin in the waves
as if it were a racing mare,
certain I will win my destination.

Like my child,
I await deliverance,
the flood of light
sudden as sword-stroke.


Sandi Leibowitz is a school librarian, classical singer and writer of speculative fiction and poetry. Her work appears in Liminality, Mythic Delirium, Inkscrawl, Kaleidotrope, Ellen Datlow’s Best Horror of the Year 5 and other magazines and anthologies. A native New Yorker, she has ridden in a hot-air balloon over the Rio Grande, traveled in the footsteps of medieval pilgrims to Santiago de Compostela, and visited with Arthur in Avalon.