Voyager Golden Record
Joshua Ruffin
1
Tucking a stray
hair behind your ear doesn’t
make it any less real.
More so: a seasonally
early thaw, political
cartoon of a bull
moose drinking tea. A topic
of conversation violently
there, ignored.
2
Ours is a planet whose only
name will be a letter
strange to us. With time
maybe
we would understand
that scattering of lye,
that malarial preacher singing.
We would understand the wall of light.