On the occasion of the total lunar eclipse, also referred to as Blood Moon.
By Chris Danowski on his Facebook Wall
September 26, 2015
I felt the moon pulling at my teeth and tickling my spine until I trembled and I was sure I trembled all night, but when I woke up I saw that I had not moved an inch. I was traveling all night for sure, riding on the moon like a horse, traveled clear out of my body. And when I went out into the morning, a morning born on a hot breeze, this all looked beautiful, the kind of beauty that happens when something gets made new. And I heard the moon, 'what of this was ever promised as permanent?' And I thought, 'yeah you got me there, moon.' But I thought some more and here is my real answer: If the teeth in my head stick around anywhere near as long as the stones then there is something that bears the traces of every 'I love you' I ever said.