The night sky with stars and a crescent moon visible above snowy mountains whose peaks are just illuminated by the setting sun

Space Sisters

Julia Travers

Do you still use our words —
astronaut, colony, alien,
I, old Earthbound,
listen for you in the night,
dream you flicker behind the moon,
imagine your DNA
flowering in the endless sky.
Our machines
of fire and paint,
wood and metal,
plastic and radio waves
surge and shudder
when your eyes catch the spark
of a new star.

Julia Travers (she/her) is a writer, artist and teacher in Virginia, U.S.A. She grew up near the Chesapeake Bay and now lives in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains. Find more of her work with Fish Publishing, Rattapallax, Whurk Magazine, Ecological Citizen, OnBeing/ American Public Media, and on Twitter @traversjul.