For a long time
As a child I thought
It was constellation
Prize. From

An expression—even
If you miss, you’ll land—
I’d heard or seen on classroom
Posters. Now it’s only

Small consolation
Knowing the truth,
Having nothing
But one moon.

Alex MacConochie is currently pursuing a PhD in English Literature at Boston University, where he teaches writing and directs a theater company devoted to the plays of Shakespeare’s lesser-known contemporaries. His poems have appeared in Cargo, Vilas Avenue, The Fredericksburg Literary and Arts Review, and elsewhere.