Distilling wonder into a few choice words.
Now Nebula
It starts as an idea,
a splash of bright red paint in the dark,
illuminating unseen paths
and drawing up their dust.
Distilling wonder into a few choice words.
It starts as an idea,
a splash of bright red paint in the dark,
illuminating unseen paths
and drawing up their dust.
High above us on a clear winter night
the construction crews begin to build,
to grasp that pale white disk
and make her as green as Earth.
It spirals to the left,
emerging from a dentin core,
exquisite and softer than expected.
three billion base pairs long
unraveled unzipped replicated
Soon, we’ll have to leave the planet
To find another home
We fiddled while the climate burned
Like Nero watching Rome.
I am….
a child of the stardust,
a mother of the cosmos
Celestial flutes salute
the Black Goat of the Sky
as Yog-Sothoth awakens
We are tasked to choose the less travelled
Before leaving earth, we must remember birdsong
Steam by Joseph Carrabis Arrival The shrieking of my wheels on the tracks as I pull into the station, so like your screams when you realized what they'd done. The hiss of my brakes, my body slowing as my heart began racing. But could not; eyes on meters, release valves turn lest all [...]