Saturn Squeezer

A poem about a planet

Emily Wilcox
ILLUMINATION
Published in
Dec 3, 2020

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Photo by Serra Kiziltas

Her arms loop around it’s rings,
As she holds on with all her might.
Her cheek presses into it’s skin.
As she gazes upon the rest of the night.

It’s body like air, but different, less fresh,
She doesn’t breathe as she listens in.
Too caught up in their loving embrace,
Reflected there in her…

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Emily Wilcox
ILLUMINATION

In a parallel universe I imagine I’m an astro-archaeologer or an orange cat (either way, I’m curled up on the moon) but here, and forever, I’m a storyteller.