the post calvin

On Christina Koch

As of March 2023, seventy-two women have flown in space.
But no woman has gone on a moon mission before.

I was only halfway towards actually understanding which artistic boundaries needed to be enforced. That is, none of them.

It would take twenty months for that data to drip through the solar system. So I waited.

Conspiracies form at night. So do revolutions.

Finally, a man who understands you.

Utah has plenty of rocks—but not a single pebble seemed to be crying out.

Perhaps the Meijer family is more savvy than I give them credit for.

What makes their art dance as a pair?

Picture a croissant but folded into a crown shape and coated with coarse sugar that carmelizes over the already crispy exterior.

If they checked IDs, I’d never get in. But they don’t, and I wrote my paper, feeling like maybe I understood this place better than its students.