Moon-light From where I stand, / for certain, not only this moon / but all other moons / are flat. Standing on the edge and looking down, vertigo, anger, fright and joy. Joy, since this whole condition / must be a joke / that everyone believes / but me, standing on the edge, razor-sharp / cutting my toes, / trying to get a hold. (published in Axon Journal Creative Explorations, Vol 10, No 2, December 2020)