I grew up a plant
in the dark, overshadowed and unsure
what sunlight was, reaching
for it anyway, confused
when I found myself with a handful
of stardust or moon rocks or broken glass.
Not sunlight, as everyone
was quick to point out.
I’ve built myself a greenhouse
out of old windows and wire.
I get pretty good reception out here
and it’ll help gather up
all the sunlight that’s going to come
any day now,
when they all move out of the way.
I’m spending all this time, though,
with sparkling glass shards and stardust,
shiny rocks and bits of tin foil.
I’m not so worried anymore
about that sun I’ve never seen.