Earthlings
by Jeff VanderMeer
Apr 09, 2021
5 minutes
All images courtesy the author
When you came to this place among the leaves and soft shadows.
This place among the branches through which blue sky shone.
That smelled rich and green and the wind
That made the trees sough strange and rough.
The wind that slowed to bleed into
and through you.
They told you you you you
Would find a home here
That you you you you you
Would forget your origin and your name
Find a home here
At 7:21 am on November 2, a rainless day, the earthling stared at you in a way unfamiliar and you could not must not will never hold its gaze. There was in the stance and the eye a knowledge of you that was unbearable.
The encounter at 4:34
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