This week’s poem comes from Joel Nyland: A PROMISE THE ISS HAS SPRUNG A LEAK SYMBOLIC OF HUMANITY NO MORE COOPERATION THE ASTRONAUTS ARE TERRIFIED SO AM I WHERE DOES TERROR SERVE ME? IT DOESN'T IT JUST CLOUDS MY SENSES EVEN IN THE MIDST OF A LEAK WE CAN LOVE LOVE FILLS ALL GAPS IF WE LET IT GAPS IN MEMORY GAPS IN PHYSICALITY GAPS IN AIR LOCKS I WILL BE LOVE I WILL FILL THE GAP NO MORE ROOM FOR TERROR HERE SENSES ARE KEEN KEEN TO SEARCH FOR LOVE