Heaven

Some people are one thing. Some are like
faces which only show eyes or nose or lips.

But not you. You are like a moment
in my mind, a memory of it all:

The sun had vanished from the sky but
not the light and not the color, which sat
on the face of the Mississippi and it looked
like glass and I thought of everything at once.

Micah Veillon

Micah Paul Veillon is a writer from Rome, Georgia. He is a recent graduate from Georgia Tech where he studied history, sociology, and philosophy. He is a poet in residence at VoegelinView and his writing has been published in The American Conservative, The European Conservative, and Moonshine & Magnolias, among other publications.