The moon longs for the tree. To be entangled in its sinuous outreaching limbs.
Like sleep twining night, labor pushing out cacophonous dreams populating,
virulating consciousness. Morning. Choose bra, the style mood of the day. Athletic
cotton bralette or cushioned mesh surprisingly elegant, cheap $30 SKU on sale for
$14.99, a one-off collaboration between avant-garde Japanese woman designer and
chain store. The ecstasy of unrequited love. Love is enough, writes PhD philosophy
candidate. Moon will have none of that. Moon sees tree reaching ecstacy. The tree
feels the moon but desire is an untranslated sine wave occasionally met in an
accidental balletic collision. I am the music. Perhaps conductor. Perhaps,
instrument. Reduced to audience. The dreamer who can only afford the $14.99
A Pushcart Prize and Best Small Fictions nominee, J.A. Pak’s writings have been published in 7×7, Litro, Lunch Ticket, Joyland, etc. More of her work can be read at Triple Eight Palace of Dreams & Happiness.