From my windowsill on Jupiter
Mimi Thompson
It rains diamonds here and still,
the real estate market is barren.
A few years ago, a red tornado raged through the town,
wrecking shops and schools from Europa to Callisto.
Jets whirred off to find a home, while I,
from my windowsill on Jupiter,
count the diamonds that pitter patter onto the porch.
the real estate market is barren.
A few years ago, a red tornado raged through the town,
wrecking shops and schools from Europa to Callisto.
Jets whirred off to find a home, while I,
from my windowsill on Jupiter,
count the diamonds that pitter patter onto the porch.
Mimi Thompson (Claremont McKenna '21) writes poems that encapsulate “what if?” worlds and adventures.
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