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bluebird

from the fires

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“it’s funny, when i look at the sky without star charts

the only constellations i can remember are orion and the dippers

god, that sounds like an awful band name

but somehow, i can remember that dog days came to be

because sirius was high in the sky, the canine of the heavens,

canis major, malam ferre fortunam

 

now, the nights are long, sultry,

days waning like the moon

and i miss how the fire lit the underside of the trees

and we sat too close to it, legs sticky with sweat, glowing

soft orange near the flames

 

the cicadas sang louder than the radio.

 

did you ever point your flashlight at the sky, knowing

full well that after a while the light particles spread

into nothingness

but wondering anyway if extraterrestrial beings, life

in galaxies across the universe, would see it?

 

different cultures saw star clusters differently, like,

our andromeda could be someone’s white tiger

strange, right?

 

everyone sees the universe differently,

but there’s beauty in that.”

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