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336 pages, Hardcover
First published March 14, 2017
I write:
CALLIOPE JUNE
FLIES TO THE MOON
on the canvas
that used to be white
A man should choose a friend who is better than himself
Ancient Greeks called the planets
planetoi
because it means “wanderers,”
and because planets don’t stay
in
one
fixed
place
they’re constantly moving,
wandering between the stars,
like me.
“They all have friendship lockets.
Every girl at Black Ridge has one,
except you.”
I glance at Beatriz’s neck.
“And you.”

“I’m Calli,” I tell him.
“I moved into number fourteen.”
The boy slams the lid,
presses start,
smiles at me with eyes
the color of cinnamon.
Wouldn’t talking about something
make it better understood?
I am smart.
I am strong.
I can do anything I set my mind to do.
And I set my mind to do this:
I am going to the moon.