When there’s a twenty-minute time lag between I love you and I love you too or I don’t love you at all or Did you remember to turn off the space stove? We are inside time in the canyonlands of coupledom where matches take twenty minutes to burn to the finger-held end, where we would pretend to be Russian cosmonauts holding our twenty-minute flames. But scientists they tell us there’s no fire in space. So with time between us, Do I look fat in this space-suit? Plays an origami game with my fingers, folding and creasing the Mars Society promotional materials, our recycled toilet paper: “Mars is the great challenge of our time.” And this is the worst Christmas gift I could give you. To eat dehydrated stew like potato chips because we are not allowed to shower because the pee water recycler contains ten percent more urate, more yellowed than well water where I used to swim at the spring’s source. Because of the Russian cosmonauts, this one-way trip and you’re in love with Mars and I want a stove that burns old growth to cook you real food so you’ll want to swing me from the tire-swing branch in the blighted apple tree with its withered apples sun-shrunk fleshy earth taste.
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Corroborations 2013 was held at the University Libraries, The University of South Dakota, from January 28 – May 3, 2013. The Corroborations 2013 exhibition paired USD visual arts and poetry majors in order to create new collaborative work and to both broaden acceptance and appreciation of alternative art disciplines.