“blue spaceships winked at us from the sky and gifted us / with phosphorescent nights and strips of light on pacific beaches / they winked from the roving stellar spume that bathed their sleekness / and our gifts in exchange were the new dances we drew from shells / pulling our midnight feasts of golden fish from the waters”

—Ruxandra Cesereanu and Andrei Codrescu, Forgiven Submarine, 2009.