When the UFOs came,

you were the first on board.

You took my hand and

dragged me along the shiny hallways:

Look, the control room!

The experiment room!

Then you wanted to stargaze,

and as if that wasn't enough,

you made me watch

every

freaking

sunset

and sunrise

and moon

and planet

and comet

and meteor

and all of them swirling black holes.

In time you started to figure out

why I barely ever

slept back home,

why my eyes changed shape

when I got mad

and why the gravity in our house

was always a little peculiar.

Back then you just thought

your senses got confused

from binge watching

The X Files.

Veronika Šoster