Trivia, goddess of the crossroads,
according to Catullus. The poets couldn’t
agree on one story, so they placed her at

the junction, named her goddess of the hunt,
the moon, the pain of childbirth
and death. You can have everything

but the sun, they said, which they passed
to Apollo, her twin, their master—
the light they condemned her to borrow.

William G. Gillespie lives and writes in Brooklyn. His poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Boats Against the Current, Red Eft Review, Olney Magazine, and The Drunken Canal.

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