shot glass
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Bradley Earle Hoge


K2-18 b

On K2-18b, words fall
from the sky like cosmic rays.
All you have to do to hear
ancestral voices
is tune to the right frequency.
Once found, they emerge
like bugs when lights
are effulgent. Though, it is still
nearly impossible to grok
translation. To hold
them in your hands
for your children to see—
like lightening bugs. Afraid
to open fist too much lest
the words escape and scurry
back into the dark.