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la lune

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Michael said that the moon shrinks
at a rate of 0.2 centimeters per year
due to the Earth’s gravitational pull.

i held his hand the way
sticky children hold sticky popsicle sticks
and told him that
the moon is just Shakespeare’s way of saying goodbye.

“and gravity is just falling,” he says
and i blink fast enough until i can see
little popsicle juice drops behind my eyelids.

i imagine myself smearing them across his knuckles,
making him all cherry blood.
i don’t think the Earth knows where it’s going
because if shrinking is the result of just too much strength

then Michael doesn’t know where this is going.
i grip his now grape-glue juicy thumb with my fist.
“i love you with my whole heart” i say

and i don’t think Shakespeare knew what it meant
to leave something moving.
often,
i feel like i’m missing something fading
and every time he draws me to his chest,

pulls me into his gravity,
well,

i know why they call it the force of falling.

i shrink inside of him, popsicle stick sticky fingers
holding me in perfect orbit.
maybe Shakespeare didn’t care that goodbye meant leaving.

Michael’s fingers weaved with mine,
i look up at the moon 0.2 centimeters smaller than last year
and wonder how its face would look painted raspberry blue.
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Tangled-Tales's avatar
Very well-done! Bravo! Love the imagery! Will definitely go back and reread! Keep writing! :heart: