Orion’s Belt

Dec 28, 2025
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Last night I dreamt

the constellations were wrapped around my waist

Orion’s Belt

pressing into my hip bones.

Last night I dreamt

the constellations curved my back.

Printed into my chest.

I slept with the sky,

freckled

like the inside of your elbows.

I’ve been airborne

given way to gravity,

given in to gravity.

I was once lifted

by your gravity.

I was among the constellations once.

The constellations grieve, too.

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