Mom at Zero G

by Ann Gelder

What is self? For me it's the river of words rushing through my head: chastisements, day-old conversations, and songs (just like the white-winged dove sings a song sounds like, etc.). This is my lifeline. For Mom, it turned out, it was gravity, the feeling of Earth always pulling her toward its heart. Look, she said in her last transmission from the capsule, they have these brackets on the wall where you can slip your feet in and pretend to be standing. At first I thought there was something wrong with the audio, the way her voice popped and hiccupped.


Ann Gelder is working on a novel about Bigfoot. Her blog (mostly not about Bigfoot) is located here.