Monday, November 1, 2010

You See Stars That Clear Have Been Dead For Years, But Their Idea Still Lives On.


"All ever see of stars is their old photographs" -Alan Moore




Since I was a little girl, I would look at the sky nearly constantly. At night, in the back seat of my father's car, I would lean way back and crane my neck to look out the rear window in order to trace our location by the way the power lines and the stars crossed one another. My belly would do loops over the hills and I would make up new constellations as we drove along. I always knew we were closer to home when the stars would fade around the edges of my view because of the street lamps glowing on the side of the road. I always felt more and more homesick as this happened because I believed I was leaving my family behind in the sky. Later, when I understood space a little, I knew how true this was and started feel like every star was its own viking funeral.

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