We went to the Moon. We wore puffy suits & boots. We had a lunar module.
We collected Moon rock. We bounced around. Later we had a roving vehicle.
Some people said it was a set-up. That it was done in a TV studio. That there should have been stars & the flag moved.
It was a long time ago now, forty years. We went back a few times but
then we stopped. There was no atmosphere. The sky was black. Everything
was there but it wasn’t much.
When I saw the pale sketch of the moon in the sky this morning I remembered we went to the moon. Probably.
by Mairead Byrne
published by Fascicle