{"id":1566,"date":"2012-06-19T20:55:38","date_gmt":"2012-06-19T20:55:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/?p=1566"},"modified":"2012-06-19T20:55:38","modified_gmt":"2012-06-19T20:55:38","slug":"heavenly-bodies-by-frank-hubeny","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/heavenly-bodies-by-frank-hubeny\/","title":{"rendered":"Heavenly Bodies by Frank Hubeny"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/sky.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter  wp-image-1537\" title=\"sky\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/05\/sky.jpg?resize=501%2C271\" alt=\"\" width=\"501\" height=\"271\" \/><\/a><\/h1>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\">Heavenly Bodies<\/h1>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">by Frank Hubeny<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I wish I had a heavenly body, but I&#8217;m a big, fat black hole. I suck the goodness from the Boston cream universe.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Jane! What are you talking about? Fat? You&#8217;re 5 feet 6, 110 pounds, gorgeous. You hate donuts.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8217;m writing a poem, Brian. Don&#8217;t bug me.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Again?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;A girl&#8217;s got to have poetry. You don&#8217;t want me to flunk this class, do you?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What are they making you write about this time?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It has to be about stars or something heavenly. It also has to be about love.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><em>In silence we decide what&#8217;s true.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I wonder and you wonder, too.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Through distances we&#8217;re ever bound.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>But hope the truth remains unfound.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Brian, I&#8217;m curious. Am I your only sunshine? Or do you get any light from some two-bit binary that brightens your night after I go to bed?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Baby, you&#8217;re the only one. Just look around you. There&#8217;s no one else in sight.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Like I said, she comes out when I can&#8217;t see her.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;There&#8217;s no one else but you. And, well, how about me. Am I your only one?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Brian, get real. I&#8217;m 110 pounds. I&#8217;m hot. I&#8217;ve got comets whistling after me and who knows what I&#8217;m likely to pick up while circling the galaxy. I&#8217;ve got old planets that spin on my smiles. And then there&#8217;s Mars.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;So, it&#8217;s true about Mars?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Stop being so jealous. It doesn&#8217;t matter anymore and nothing can be done about it now anyway. That thing with Mars ended long ago.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><em>The silence warned you to refrain<\/em><br \/>\n<em>From seeking what might cause you pain,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>From finding what should stay well hid<\/em><br \/>\n<em>About the things a lover did.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Brian, I&#8217;m just kidding. Can&#8217;t you take a joke? I&#8217;m busy.<\/p>\n<p>You&#8217;re my only Earth, the only one. Let me finish this stupid thing.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>***<br \/>\nFrank lives north of Chicago and works in data processing.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Heavenly Bodies by Frank Hubeny &#8220;I wish I had a heavenly body, but I&#8217;m a big, fat black hole. I suck the goodness from the Boston cream universe.&#8221; &#8220;Jane! What are you talking about? Fat? You&#8217;re 5 feet 6, 110 pounds, gorgeous. You hate donuts.&#8221; &#8220;I&#8217;m writing a poem, Brian. 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