Hubble
I need a Hubble telescope to take
majestic pictures of your heart.
Galaxies drifting away. Dying suns.
A screensaver for when we’re frozen and
there’s nothing left to say.
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Kent Kosack is a writer based in Pittsburgh. His work has been published in Exacting Clam, Subtle Body Press, minor literature[s], 3:AM Magazine, and elsewhere. See more of his work at kentkosack.net
