The moon nods dimly.
I savor my glinting light —
toasting to the moon.
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 2:09 AM UTC
The moon nods dimly.
I savor my glinting light —
toasting to the moon.
Written 01 January 2021
Commentary: I wrote this piece while blankly staring at the burnt out lightbulb in my room. It felt hollow, yet serene. Like returning to the loving arms of a lover.
