The Moon is a Person Now

by Katherine Riegel

When they sent the first rocket

filled with nanobots out to Mars,


they never expected a crash landing

so close to Earth. The humans on board


died immediately, but the nanobots

streamed out into the dust.


What happened next is too complex

for most of us to understand.


I like to imagine

they were lonely, with no humans


around. That they couldn’t find

the hidden water they’d been promised


and got frustrated, then bored.

Turning dust and rock to a giant


face was nothing—child’s play.

But how to talk to Earth


so we would hear? And then—

even harder, nearly impossible


to decide—what to say first?