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Crystal Stars
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6:00 p.m. I step onto my driveway glancing toward the east, noticing the moon rising on the horizon. In every direction there is a star. “Should I fly into the universe?” I ask myself. “If so, in which direction? Any way would be the right way.”
I tilt my head, gazing upward, eyes more open than they can be in the fullness of day, not looking at one star, yet somehow seeing them all at once.
crystal stars pinned high
dance amid the maze of light
coloring the sky
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Sara Etgen-Baker
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