Poetry

The New Planet

by Sarah Gallien

The tundra looks like the pictures,
burnished red and blue-gray.
“It’s too acidic, yes? We can change,” he says.
“We will make it habitable.”
He waves his tentacles and the
tentilla ripple in
a gesture I know to be 
generous and amiable

but, still, my stomach turns—
there’s something
in the way that they pulse—
it’s instinctual.

I turn away to hide my face.

How much shame, I wonder,
is appropriate, in this instance.

I want only to be kind.
 

Copyright © 2020 by Sarah Gallien

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Featured Poet of the Month Sarah Gallien

Sarah Gallien lives/is from/is back in the Greater Seattle Area. She cofounded and edited alice blue review and has/had stuff in Asimov's Science Fiction Magazine, Analog Science Fiction and Fact, Fanzine, Queen Mob's, Wigleaf, and this year in Best American Experimental Writing (BAX) 2020. You can find her at sarahgallien.com