Read Poem: THE BOY IN THE MOON, by Ryan McCabe

There once was a boy
Who hid in the Moon
And it served as his comforting
Lunar cocoon.

He sat inside watching
The stars pass on by
With dreams that he too
Could inhabit the sky,

But the moon was too small
And he outgrew it quick,
While the thought of departing
Had made the boy sick.

So he stayed far too long
Cracked the moon like a shell,
And his arms and legs dangled
Immobile and swelled.

The boy remained stuck
In the Moon’s gravitation
And dreamt of departing
To quell his frustration,

But gravity wasn’t what
Kept him in place,
Rather his fear of falling
Flat onto his face.