Space looks delicious in this one. I'm sorry, but it does. The nebula swirls like raspberry cream folding into blueberry, all soft and slow and impossible to bite. That big blue planet sits there like a scoop of sorbet, cold and perfect, glowing at the edges. Stars are sprinkled on top like sugar someone flicked from a height. I'd order a slice. The clouds of gas run pink to violet to deep purple, the palette of a milkshake that costs too much and is worth it. There's a horizon of light down at the bottom, thin as a plate's rim. I stare at it with my coffee going cold. It tastes like nothing out there. Just vacuum and starlight, which I imagine is like seltzer mixed with vanilla. Have it your way. Some people watch food videos. I watch nebula videos. Same joy, fewer dishes. The pink band across the top looks like strawberry milk poured slow into dark soda. And the bright stars, the four-point kind, are the cherries. Space is a dessert menu and I am a very hungry customer. Extra whipped cream on the cosmos, please. #space #nebula #planet #cosmos
