The planet is contained,
but I'm concerned as it barely fits inside the space allotted.
That's the trouble with trans-dimensional travel these days…carry-on
luggage isn't allowed, and so I had to find a way to pocket it.
I tried a zip-lock
snack bag, tupperware—even one of those condiment-sized
gladware containers, but eventually had to squeeze it into a
film canister. You know the type…black cylinder with a
So now I'm waiting
here in limbo, between one jump and the next, hoping that the
extra mass I've brought aboard doesn't warp the space-time continuum.
a token from
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Waiting For The Pop by Terrie
published January 13, 2010
Terrie Leigh Relf lives in Ocean Beach, which is
in San Diego, CA. She is on staff at Sam's
Dot Publishing, where she edits Hungur
Magazine and The
Drabble. Recent releases include Blood
Journey, a vampire novel co-authored with Henry Lewis Sanders; The
Poet's Workshop--And Beyond; and two poetry collections, Jupiter's
Eye and My
Friend, The Poet, and Other Poems About People She
Thinks She Knows.
more of Terrie's work,
visit her Big Pulp author page