galactic state of interpersonal longing
in relation to, of course, a constellation of connection
Yeah well
It’s all science at the end of the day, innit?
Universe expanding
Andromeda’s corners kissing ours
Tentative touches,
Supernovas dusting your eyelashes.
Could we be, ephemerally, more than astrobiology?
I think your matter and mine were built to cross time,
Span hourglass years, and broaden the skies.
About the Creator
Amelia
19-year-old writer who hopes to write stories for a living someday-- failing that, I'd like to become a mermaid.
Instagram: @nighterwriter24
More Than Just Words
More than sweet words, I cherish the people who are willing to show up for me. The depth of a relationship isn’t determined by how many times we say, “Let’s meet up another day.” Those seemingly warm words often go unfulfilled. Instead, it is the friend you don’t contact often, or even someone who lives far away, who quietly drives over the moment you say, “I’m a little tired lately.”
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout 6 hours ago in Poets
Center Stage with Gina C.
*** I'm keen to republish the interviews I did for my series with Vocal creators. It's been a few years and I thought it might be nice to revisit these wonderful conversations. I'll be releasing them one at a time for a few weeks/months.
By Heather Hubler5 days ago in Interview
Comments (3)
Ah yes, love written in the language of the cosmos—where gravity pulls, stars collide, and longing stretches light-years. A stellar mix of science and soul!
I don't quite understand the space words, but nicely written.
How did you know I long to be a galactic emperor of the universe? Great work! Wonderful!