“I wonder if humanity has loved anything as long as it has loved the moon.”

awed by her splendor

“You’ll choke on it; say it a thousand different ways without ever saying it at all. This reticence is your armor; this truth is your arrow twitching to pierce its target.”

how to write your first queer love letter

“I was born the same way you were: amid violent collisions in a hot plane of swirling gas, the accretions of our dead elders coming together to form new life.”

theia

“I acted on behalf of those I figured would reject me. I left little space for doubt, no avenues for reconnection. I became used to telling people about the bridges I burned, but that’s not quite right. I didn’t burn them.”

i can’t stay here

“And on its night side, it’s raining molten rock. That dead fish rain isn’t sounding so bad.”

rain, on earth and other bodies

“Every place is a destination; every sight a public record; every step a flush of freedom. Walk on this land that welcomes you, waits for you, undulates beneath your toes in soft rhythms and ancient echoes.”

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“Entire genres are dedicated to the fantastical possibilities of intelligent alien life. The alternative is harrowing: what if we are, truly, alone?”

what if nobody is out there?

“The ocean and the moon conspire as if to say, look what we brought you, look at all we hold, look at this wonder from the world you think you know.”

it’s lovely here today

“Tzunuum was a plain, humble hummingbird ...”

20-second myths

“Pondering infinity serves little practical purpose in our finite lives, yet ...”

Gwyneth Findlay

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