Hearts of Space Remix

Not knowing how long I would be where I was,
in the in-between, I would listen to
“Music from the Hearts of Space” on NPR
for reasons I still don’t understand.

Do we ever know how long we will be where we are?
I can no longer ask my mother


It’s like looking at the moon through dark trees —
that’s how distant — and I spook myself and soothe myself, both,
every morning in the in-between.

10 (to be explained)




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