It was windier than usual,

I looked out the kitchen window and the sky was full.

All the planets so close, so big,

Racing nearer, tearing apart the sky. 


I left immediately striding out,

All emotion and desire fell away.

I ran through the thin hot air up the hill,

Reaching the grassy peak there was no noise. 


The top was tranquil, overlooking the ocean.

Sinking into a chair I gazed out at the beauty before me;

The swollen, cracked planets seconds from the surface. 

I breathed out a final breath and the ripple hit.




By Molly Sellers