This is Heather C.

So tonight is the fullest full moon of the year. And the brightest, too, because the earth and moon are as close as they ever get. (Until an asteroid comes and knocks everything out of whack, but that’s a another story for another time.)

I just went outside to peep it, looked around and then it hit my eye like a big pizza pie. And boy was it bright. I felt something.

Sometimes I’m embarrassed to admit it, but I’m very into the moon and the stars. To think that our world and the solar system are unrelated is a completely selfish notion, one completely driven by contemporary human insecurity. People are, in the big scheme of things, nothing but bags of rotting flesh that rent the earth for a blink of the eye. The very tiny things that make us up mirror the infinity of the solar system. It’s nature at its most beautiful, and its most overwhelming. The moon can move oceans, and the spinning of the earth keeps us stuck to the ground, and you’re going to tell me it doesn’t affect us. Wrong.

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Well my homegirl Susan Miller told me this full moon would make me go batshit, but so far, so good. Hopefully, she’ll be right about all the $krilla that’s headed my way to kick off the new year.

Tonight, I saw the moon from my corner, not too high above one of those old, only-in-New York buildings that looks like nothing from the street, but is caked in filigree and has creepy faces of little kids above the windows. It’s one of the last buildings in the neighborhood still filled mostly with Dominican families. At the back of the building is a weird little pentecostal church which sometimes creeps me out. In the front, right on the corner, five living rooms are stacked on top of one another. On some evenings, they’ll all have their lights on and for a moment there are five slices of other people’s lives of display. That happens a lot in New York, and here it’s extra special. The first apartment, on the second floor, glows blood red like a French bordello. The next one up uses those old, low-wattage light bulbs that make everything look peach and yellow. On top of that comes mint green and powder blue. Like a fancy wedding cake, or maybe a scene from a horror film. For some reason, the moon reminded me of this.

Interesting fact FYT: the moon we see here on earth is never actually “full.” For that to happen, the sun, moon and earth would have to be perfectly aligned. That does happen, but when it does it’s called an eclipse. Guess you can never have your pie and eat it, too, even in space.