Solar floodlights expose the beachfront like daylight. Crowds gathered there nightly to escape the endless heat, their music drowning the waves. I move on over slippery rock-pools and round the cliffs further up the coast.
Human sounds fall away as the cliffs lower to reveal a river mouth and marshy swampland, visible now beneath unburdened starlight, and rest upon a tree root.
They don’t have oceans on Mars, yet. That’s why they’re sending me.
Starlight glints off flecks of sand beneath my bare feet.
They say there’re stars in the sands of Mars.
Perhaps the waters will free them.
© 2021 Rebecca Glaessner
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