that fall from the sky born of one gravity
and thrust into another simultaneously both
dense and light a confusion of mass gifted
by people we’ll never meet whose spirits
are plaited in jackknife rows across
blood-red soil or drifting in thinnest
atmosphere these selfless aliens beyond
terrestrial concept who found purpose in
darkness who reached for black
blossoms in the basins of dried canals and
unearthed the miracle of shoes who could
have kept the shoes but chose to give
them away
