Rocket

exhaled by the earth

By R.C. TaylorPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

Exhaled on launch— flight.

Mother Earth parts her embrace—

Rayleigh Scattering.

I write to invoke, to process, to honor, to resurrect, and—sometimes—to grieve but, above all, I write to be free.

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