i know that the moon is slowly, slowly pulling out of the earth’s atmosphere. I know that it’s bigger than Pluto. I know that there’s a man in it who winks at me at night when I’m up to dirty business. I know that werewolves come out under a full moon. I know that there’s a tribe of green space gremlins who live on the moon and eat crystal rock candy, poop butterflies, and have glow-in-the-dark teeth.