ADVANCES

Invisible ink, tablets. A psychotropic writes
inside the body on deep fuchsia walls

Bright white fireworks
A chemical alphabet

There’s life outside the mind.
There’s life outside the body.

Eleven light-years away a dim red dwarf 
orbits a quiet star, ross 128b.

There is almost nothing
Not money, not skin

Not beauty, not sex separating us
From the next great place to live.


Rachel Tramonte