#NaPoWriMo Day 5

Boundary I am mostly empty, Ninety-nine percent space. A rough carbon frame held up by electricity. There is no border between my body and the world. Dreams bleed out into the air, leaping sparks carried by electrons into continual near nothing I touch a table and almost fall through. In that last fraction lies...

#NaPoWriMo Day 4

Discovery After crossing the vast nothingness, months trapped in a steel coffin with inches between us and death, we crashed into the red dust. After scrambling out of the air lock, still protected from the dubious air, each in our own plastic cocoon, we crept along the hostile surface. After setting up our insignificant...