Daddy On The Moon; loving fear.

when I was a little girl, before I had any understanding that most of us never do exactly what we say we want to do, my dad told me if he ever had the chance he would 100% go to the moon.

I was absolutely horrified.

But even in my panic,
even in my steadfast objection-
I remember his eyes.

Where is the inner space where fear and trepidation get swallowed by enthusiasm/inspiration/life force itself?


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