Astronomers have shown that dead stars known as white dwarfs can re-ignite and explode as supernovas.
– BBC News Science and Environment
When Dad got a tattoo, you laughed –
said you beat him to it. Three black specks
marking the cream swell of your breast
where months before, doctors aimed machines,
humming clean the still space the cells grew
abnormally like weeds in a flowerbed.
A constellation, you called it – Ursa major,
Draco, Orion – shaping, naming the dark
freckles more permanent than your own
infant galaxies. When the doctor says, remission,
I imagine this constellation collapsing
into white dwarfs – remnants of dead stars
absent the fusion that makes them shine,
burn with heat. Now, I hold my breath,
watch their halos hover in the glow
of your skin, fear the explosion.
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