51. Poetry by Jill Trade
one-way mission to Saturn & other poems
one-way mission to Saturn
his ashes fill
the Cassini Division
he watches his mom
open up a new galaxy
chicken and stars soup
casting a wide net
in search of the “big one”
I reel in Pisces
vacuum energy
clogged by my son’s
toy spaceship
little green man
self-luminous red teeth
line its inner jaws
robot assembly line
humans switch their bolts
for nuts
sitting in the dark
still dreaming of its
clawed proboscis
dot to dot
he maps out his dreams
in the stars
discovering HD1
new galaxy?
or a smudge
of cream cheese
on the dome?