Hearth Gods XXXVI - Non-Fiction Night!
- [POET has survived several austere months as a resident artist on the moon, when one day he spots something at the bottom of a huge crater. POET gathers all of his best writing and climbs down the crater.
- At the center he finds a BEER-ALIEN surveying the horizon.
- He approaches the BEER-ALIEN reverently, holding out his poems and stories in one hand, eyes averted, thinking to himself--Finally, I will be read. Finally, I will be understood...
- The BEER-ALIEN takes the pages, leafs through them, and hands them back. He turns to face the Earthrise and burbles.]
- POET:But...but why?!
- BEER:I MOSTLY READ NONFICTION
