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the old man told her bedtimes stories of when he was a child
\nnot much older than her and the flames cupped him
\non the way home
\nyou\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d miss the open air, they told him
\nand Glinna believed him when he said he never did
\nnor the blue marble, the swirling clouds, and terra firma
\nit was my job already, he said, and I was not afraid
\nof the stars, not anymore
\nthan I was afraid of the light that showed me the way
\ndown the darkened hallway
\nand back to bed
\nwhere I dreamed of the moon, possibly transferring
\nto Mars, and I got my wish, you see; I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m here<\/p>\n
and out the window, she looks
\nPhobos and Deimos
\nin the face, and Glinna is no more afraid
\nthan the old man was
\nwho cared for her
\nin Asaph Hall <\/p>\n
the other beds are empty
\ntheir one time occupants but shadows now
\nsplashed upon the wall
\nand the ink smears
\ntheir names on the contract signed by their parents
\ngone too into the harsh environs
\nburied in the rust-orange clay
\nnot unlike their ancestors in the mines of Wales
\nor buried at sea
\nconsumed by fishes and dreams of California gold
\nit makes no difference, in the end
\nit was a speck in Brownian motion that she saw
\nat the bottom of a telescope
\nearth
\nif only she could go there and see
\nwhere Man had begun
\nto struggle
\nand to die, but the crushing weight of it all
\nshe couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t bear
\nno, she couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t bear
\nit was better here, with the old man
\nand the toys of peace, if only
\nshe had other children
\nto play with <\/p>\n
in time, in time, the old man said; but then
\nhe\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d be gone, like the others
\nand she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll have grown
\nto take his place<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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