For August's Poem of the Month, I have chosen the poem 'End Game' by Vivienne Hanna-Artt.
It is taken from her collection 'Blue Moon Rising'.


Andromeda flickers 
and goes out. 
Sky-weeds shrink and shrivel. 
Black holes harry star-shells 
in their headlong flight. 
Night’s needle etherizes light. 
On blinded Earth the snows 
turn black. 
The moon runs down the sky 
like candle wax.