Poetry of Issue #8        Page 19

The Blue Marble, 4/30/19 - A Prose Poem

We roll out bales of courage. They float in an orange soup. We call that our world. There’s a real time rendering of the Blue Marble, on Ludlow,
televised by NASA, funded by the next big thing. What can we buy on Ludlow Street? It’s all for sale.

I want to sit in the car, with security clearance stickers, parked in front.