Lacuna – Alfie Prendergast

 

Lacuna means a gap in something;

like we don’t know how they built Stonehenge.

That’s a lacuna.

We have a lacuna in our knowledge about Stonehenge.

A Stonehenge lacuna.

I used to have a lacuna lacuna but then I looked it up.

It has the same root as lake.

Latin: lacus, meaning pool.

Which is odd. Because a pool, a lake,

is by definition a gap filled.

The big empty lake-shaped space in the earth is filled

with water; making it a lake.

Otherwise it would be a crater.

From the Greek: krasis, meaning mixture, then krater,

meaning mixing bowl.

Which also suggests a gap filled

with whatever’s being mixed.

 

I suppose all lacunas are filled.

Pools, mixing bowls. The water in them

is so perfectly clear that we can’t see it.

It is the same temperature as our bodies.

It is empty space. But it is there.

Thin and fluid,

awaiting murky knowledge.

shining a light in the dark, the edge of the light.

The border of the darkness is the lacuna.

It’s empty but full.

 

 

unnamed (1)Alfie Prendergast is a writer currently studying an MLitt in Creative Writing at Glasgow University. He writes about human futures, occult pasts and thoughts overheard. He is currently working on his first novel, as well as producing Open Mic Podcast; a literary reading podcast which hopes to capture the intrepid energy of open mic reading nights in podcast form.

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Starstruck – Catherine LoFrumento

 

struck

by that star

the one looking

through my window

 

its eye of silver

urging me

to visit venus

 

and swim

on the moon.

 

bio photoCatherine lives in Connecticut with her husband and fur babies. Though not scientifically proven, she likes to think that earning degrees in both English and Accounting confirms that both sides of her brain work. Her poetry has been featured in various journals and anthologies including NeverlastingCattails, Modern Haiku, Frogpondbottle rockets, 50 HaikusThree Line Poetry, Vine Leaves Literary Journal, and wild voices: an anthology of short poetry and art by women. To see more of her ramblings follow her on Twitter @Catherin03.

The status of Pluto – Kieran Rundle

 

“Pluto is no longer a planet.”

You whispered it to me, a venomous secret,

while we laid on the pillow of fresh mowed grass

and examined the velvet void consuming the sky above us,

admiring the warriors against the dark,

the blanket of 100 billion gold and white fires.

 

“It doesn’t really affect your life.”

Your secret stunned me in my midnight haze.

Why were we trying to limit the icy chaos of a world

to fit a structure that our hypocritical organization deemed worthy

when it is well over 100 billion yards away?

 

“It’s now a dwarf planet.”

The moondust pirouetted above our eyelashes,

moth wings fluttered with the anxiety

of pinning astronomical entities to a corkboard

and then removing them when someone exacts

a modern definition

that excludes something 100 million years old.

 

“It didn’t lose exclusivity, but gained an epithet!”

You tried to console my lightning reactions.

Pluto was simply too deemed too small for its status now.

It would never be told. It would exist in ignorance.

How bitter science can be to something that we deem small,

but is over 100 kilometers wide?

 

“It’s funny, how quickly things change.”

Nothing had changed.

Torchlights in the sky can monitor over 100 billion of our years.

We see the farthest ones as they were over 100 minutes ago.

I shuddered, watching the sky die,

and we were too concerned with demoting Pluto.

 

“The status of Pluto” first appeared in Volume Four of Sincerely Magazine.

 

kr2016Kieran Rundle, a high school student, is the owner and editor-in-chief for Sincerely Magazine LLC. She is on the staff for Miracle Magazine, and has worked for three years as an upper editor on Albemarle High School’s Literary Magazine. She is an award winning artist, poet, prose writer, and playwright. Her work can be found in a plethora of places including Charlottesville Area Transit Busses, The UVA Special Collections Library, Quail Bell Online Magazine, and the Crossroads III Anthology.  She is also an avid theatre kid, cat lover, stargazer, cookie eater, and chocolate addict. Find her at redbubble.com/people/owlgirl.