Maya Owen


Again, the changing air 

amends my aperture.

I am a nuisance 

to my doctors; 

my eye a zoo 

in mating season—

kingdom, phylum, 

class, disorder.

In last night’s dream, 

a computer virus

distributed a copy 

of my poem

to every printer 

for miles around

and everyone 

hated me for it. 

By morning angels

go up and down 

the scaffolding 

so I put off the pills. 

Can you blame me? 

It wasn’t me who said 

Beauty will save 

the world, but my God, 

just this once, what if

beauty will save the world?


*Beauty will save the world is a quote from Fyodor Dostoevsky.

Maya Owen lives, writes, and sings in London, England. Her work has been featured in publications including The Adroit Journal, DIALOGIST, DRUNK IN A MIDNIGHT CHOIR, and Cleaver Magazine, and been nominated for a Best of the Net award.


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