Verse: Selena says

she asks
'are you doing anything
exciting to day'

and I say
I'm looking
for work, for inspiration

she says
'you know
we had an orange moon

all the volcanic ash
the light refracted
isn't that poetic

i think
you should write
a moon poem'

and i think about
the oranges in the fridge
i haven't eaten for weeks

i think
of the moon
silver, and plump as a peach

and i recall
one time, as a kid
eating ice cream

staring at the sky
seeing the waning sun
singe the clouds

it looked
so much like candy
i wanted to taste it

the closest thing
to an orange moon
i've ever seen

and it all
seems like a dream
to me now.