Poetry of Issue #7        Page 27

Star Party

Let’s plan a party on Pluto.
Sit beside me on Charon—
we’ll reign the other moons.

Frigid skyscapes won’t penetrate our heat.
Ice volcanoes will spew fire.
We’ll picnic on heart-shaped Sputnik.

The dwarf planet will be ours.
We’ll tap the underground ocean—
take a dip or skate away, hidden in the earth’s shadow.

  Amy B. Barone