It is the first cold night of Autumnand I smoke a cigarette to myselflooking up to the sky;you can’t see many stars from the citybut you can see Belasis and Hastur, the new constellations. When they first appeared two weeks ago,no one knew what to dobut crane their necks upward to see,everyone asking the same…
Tag: Space
Nebula Girl Is Born
I light a firealthough it is no longer cold.I don’t even empty the gratebut push the ash aside, so the fire can breathe.I make a nest for anthracitewith twigs I have been dryingand, as the fire takes, I hear something – so I look. It’s getting hot and I can’t quite see– so, hand on…
Mars
My brother and Iliked to stand, feet inweighted boots and play catch the easy way, the balls curving slow. We’ve matured since then – he explores while I, laboratory-bound, study the things he bringsback; strange aliens. The best place to throwwas on a moon, withsoft gravity andgentle drops, our claspingfingers firm around the sphere. Our…