by Voima Oy
Once there were gods on the mountains, living above the tree line in the cold air where nothing else survives. I have seen their palaces in the ice. The light so bright it blinded me.
In the sky is set a frozen palace, the moon, where they say a goddess lives. Each night, we watch her changing face.
I know a goddess who lives in volcanoes. Her heart beats beneath the waves. She is Loihi!
I will find her in the new land, where the lava meets the sea. Hear my prayer! Loihi, my love, I sing only to you.
Author bio: Voima Oy lives on the western rim of Chicago, near the expressway and the Blue Line trains. Her writing can be found online at Paragraph Planet, Visual Verse, 101 Fiction, Sick Lit and Unbroken Journal. Follow her on Twitter, too— @voimaoy
Loihi is a part of 101 Fiction issue 14.