Bob Bradshaw lives in a state that is drifting slowly towards Asia. Bob
is inching towards retirement. It is unclear who will reach their
destination first. Recent work of his can be found at
Cha: An Asian
Literary Journal and Lily.
Summer 2011
Table of Contents - Vol. VII, No. 2
Poetry Fiction Translations Reviews
Bob Bradshaw
Pluto
We didn't know that you were family
until 1930. You were like a half
sister
no one knew about
till old court papers were uncovered.
Rarely did we inquire
about your health, your dreams.
Even now you
grow smaller
in our eyes, no longer a planet.
There are even rumors that you
were always illegitimate!
Are we embarrassed by a family member
who lives impoverished
among
rock and ice?
I think of you making your way
alone, our family as foreign
as the
Czar's.
How my heart goes out to you,
Sis...your world dark, cold,
and so
ridiculously far
from home...
© Bob Bradshaw
