Tonight

The moon is large and golden tonight,

softly settling into the mountains like a particularly gravid woman would.

The sweet golden glow belies

her slowly spreading skirts across the world,

covering the ground with her icy touch. But there,

nestled among the folds of a dark

navy sky, the pale yellow sand dollar

looks like a particularly appetizing biscuit.

And then,

she lowers her eyes and pores over the paper on her desk.

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