“I’ve Never Spoken to the Moon” Fiction. Based on a Conversation with the Moon.

On the topic of turning darkness into light: “[I like] daydreaming, talking to the moon… creating beauty in [my] life.” –Shexist of Tigercide

“I’ve Never Spoken to the Moon”

Fiction. Based on a Conversation with the Moon.

By Nikki Wicz

This journal entry is inspired by true events. Some of the characters, names, businesses, incidents, and certain locations and events have been fictionalized for dramatic purposes. Any similarity to the name, character or history of any person is entirely coincidental and unintentional

I’ve never spoken to the moon,
But she has spoke to me.
On midnight rides, we drove
The parkway.

And the moon, she said, “Move on,
She is a ghost
Already to you,” and when I
Didn’t listen

This girl I liked, began
To disappear.
Then on a rained out camping trip
With a boy

Named Misery, the moon sent me
A turtle,
“Find joy,” it said, “In little things.”
But my smile

Was not contagious, and I knew
His illness
Was deeper than mine.

Later still, in my car,
in his driveway
Naked skin glazed in star light
The moon waited

for me to listen, “This is just
a distraction,” she said,
“From the pain you must feel.”

When the night was as drunk as me
on a bottle of wine,
A new hand held mine, and the moon
Was whispering.
I can’t hear her yet, but I
Can imagine.
That she might tell me
She’s proud.

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