September 2018
1994, in L.A.
by Evan Sheldon
a blackouthad hundredscalling 911. Perhapsthe first timemany sawthe milky way.Strange, foreignlights filledthe skylike it was torn,the heavensleakingthrough. Canyou imaginea nightwithout anylights? Notelevision, nophone, noporchlight, onlydarkness & stars. I wonderif I wouldhave the courageto disregard mysafety, walk out,and bathein something soancient and unhuman.It’s easyto feelalonewhen it’s darkwith onlythe starsshining.Maybethat is whyall those peoplecalled. Not becausethe operatorcould fix the problem.Maybethey just neededto hear anothervoicein the face of all thatsilentstarlight.