short feet loomed large between us like the
space between my planet and
mined with lifeless asteroids,
dangerous. The second drink was short of
needed for a spacewalk so I
for a third. And when I drank and
again my system was one planet
as well, and I had only muted
Texas poets’ star-songs in my head
a dreamed companion for my bed.
Stan Galloway teaches English at BridgewaterCollege in Virginia. He was nominated Best of the Net in 2011. His chapbook Abraham is forthcoming from Sierra Delta Press (2012). He has had more than 80 poems published and has also written a book of literary criticism, The Teenage Tarzan.
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