How the Moon Became Full
Story by Kate Keenan / Art by Deb Taylor
For thousands of years Moon turned his face away from generations of Earth, pulling the tides taut so that the plates shifted under the weight of vast oceans. His tears fell in floods on mountains, eroding them into deserts and plains. But he did not see this destruction, knew not what his defiant despair disordered.
Moon did not know that by hiding himself in darkness, he had grown brighter. Sun would not stand for her children to hide. She knew Moon was truly gorgeous to behold, so she had been lighting his face all the while.
Then, the rocket softly landed on his vacant skin. Gingerly, the tiny men walked upon him. He heard them say, “The surface appears to be very, very fine grained, as you get close to it. It's almost like a powder. Down there, it's very fine.” Oh, they believed him to be fine! One man said, “One step for man, one giant leap for mankind.” The Moon thought this strange. This meant the people had tried very, very hard to come visit him.
As the men went bouncing and jumping and leaving more marks on Moon’s scarred face, he did not worry about his appearance. Instead, he enjoyed their cheer and laughter. He liked that they left footprints on his surface. It was like they were writing him a letter he could keep forever. He would cherish these imprints and celebrate them as marks of love from Earth’s people. He proudly held their flag, their sign for love and peace.
Deb Taylor moved to Terlingua five years ago, from Florida at 3 feet above sea level to the West Texas Chihuahuan High Desert at 3200 feet elevation. This has been a gift to her art. Why? Because of time, natural resources, mountain views, vast skies, sunrises, and sunsets. Nature has molded Deb's handiwork to reflect the landscape of her new home. As she gathers flora and fauna for solar dyeing fabrics, she is grateful for the solitude of living on sixty-six raw acres of West Texas. The alchemy and results of her dyeing process include clothing, material for quilting, baskets, and prayer flags. See Deb's handiwork at: http://diddebdoit.blogspot.com/ or catch her on Facebook.
Kate Keenan is a writer whose work has been published in Noise City Zine, The Ductile Anchor, Live at the Coffin Shop, The Bullard Bulletin, Pond Trade Magazine, and other publications. Kate's residence straddles between her birthplace in the lush green of East Texas and the dazzling desert landscape of Big Bend. Kate is a wife and the mother of four beautiful humans. She is the founder and managing editor of Big Bend Literary Magazine. Kate is an educator, proofreader, copywriter, social media marketer, and web designer. Find her at https://katekeenanmarketing.com.