Reasons I Miss My Mother: Watching the Original Star Trek Pilot by Shana Wolstein The first number one was a moody brunette In a flawed pilot that got Spock all wrong. Aliens with a human zoo and a steely- Eyed captain who refuses to play Adam and triggers The murder of his potential Eve. Maybe a simple Lilith would have succeeded, against the villain Who dominates with manipulation. Mom, were you aware of the rebellion? The resistance? My sister will walk on Washington, without me, But for me also and you. The knitted pink pussy Hats, cat ears for protest, don't feel too dissimilar from Spock ears. Conditioning is punishment, control, did you love this Because you saw it too? That dream of a future Where a moody brunette can lead, even only Identified by status: number one. I'm sure she has A name, a cult following. But this captain is tempted To dream by his mother's picnic food and a horse. To be home in the Mojave. That's bizarre, This written memory parallel slides into the reality of Televised entertainment. Funny that we call it streaming, That we watch natural movement become projected Into technical description. Connected.
Shana Wolstein holds an MFA in creative writing from Western Michigan University in Kalamazoo, where she still lives with her husband. She is the co-host of several podcasts featuring critical discussions of Doctor Who, Steven Universe, Firefly and other pop culture media. She is also a semi-regular contributor at Eruditorum Press.