Minutes 1969
The light emitted by distant galaxies
takes billions of light-years to reach us. It comes from a far younger universe, somewhere since expanded and receded, somewhere where no one ever worried about ironing their husband’s shirts or arranging after-school childcare because there were no ironing boards and no children and no husbands and no one to think of them, only this time-travelling light, this ghost light that reaches her at dawn as she sits at the kitchen table testing equations for galactic models in the expanding and receding minutes just before her children wake.
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