The moon has phases.
Some determine if the rain will come around.
Another knows that it’s not time for seeding and tells their farmers to go home. It won’t be tonight
Night above funeral houses. Open house parties. Moon partaking in silent witness of those who go outside to have a smoke break and see life through a curtain of smoke. There are others that look up with an unforgiving look - injustices are somewhat of a hook up the stomach that impacts the chest.
Silence of the moon.















