Different Stars, Different Sky

Different Stars, Different Sky

by Aalix Roake

Moving was always so easy:
Pack your stuff in boxes
and go.

The first night, stand outside
looking at the sky and feeling
at home.

But the big move,
northern hemisphere to
southern hemisphere

leaves you disoriented—
looking up at the night,
spotting Orion’s belt

but all the rest are wrong,
twisted somehow until
they are not recognizable.

For your mind
all the night is missing.

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