Letters From An Alien #5 : Desert Places

Posted: August 17, 2010 in Identity, Letters From An Alien, Masculinities, Writing
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My planet is full of Desert Places

From what I have seen so far, so is yours.

I may fancifully imagine what it might be like, to have been born on your earth, instead of my mars.

I can even bend my  mind, to envisage actually growing up to inhabit a very similar psychic and cultural landscape to yours.

But I might not feel any less of an alien. Because you, like me, occupy spaces that nobody else wants.

And that must be the same whichever planet you live on.

This is one of my favourite aliens, who tried to travel across galaxies, through time and space. I like to think he crashed, and burned, but then rose from the ashes…

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