Sovereign Day Yet

When Death came by

We brushed him ‘way,

Told him, “Return

On Sovereign Day


“When she is old

And withered more,

Not just begun

To rise and soar,


“Not just begun

To see the light

Beyond the storm,

Beyond the night,


“Not just begun

Beyond her grief,

To find some time

For young relief.”


And Death, he laughed,

But he moved on.

He knew to wait,

For now be gone.

Byron López Ellington is a 17-year-old mestizo writer from the central Texas hill country. He is the founder and editor of the radical literary magazine Rulerless (, and has work published or forthcoming in Juven, Black Cat Magazine, and Grand Little Things, among others. You can find his work at