Tonight's Poet Corner: Alien Abduction

Alien Abduction
by Belinda Roddie

There was gold dust left on
the bottom of my shoes. There was
light beaming down upon me. The rain
was washing away the clods of brown,
imposing earth, exposing new flesh
underneath. Flesh as white and smooth
as an oyster's devoured pearl.

I tipped my hat and scraped the dirt
off of my arms. The hair follicles
on my wrist seemed clogged with
something. When I pulled a tuft out,
it gleamed with a silver intensity
that did not seem real or terrestrial.
My prospecting days were over. I
was going home. Their home.