Sara was happy all her friends were pregnant She didn’t understand their apprehension Till the next night when her belly became round and full too.
Clear nights bring me out to Signal Peak to gaze at the twinkling sky above. As always, I find the lone star, winking. It’s Morse code. .- .-. . -.– — ..- .-. . .- -.. -.– – — -.-. — — . …. — — . ··–··
Tearing the flesh from his bones with forks and knives made of coral. They enjoyed a freshly caught meal.
The last man to the moon stayed behind to see the others off, every ten years, a new batch flown across the stars. Sixty years he waited, till the last Human was sent to Titan. The last man to the moon prepared his pod, and waited for affirmation from the colony. A new life awaited […]