Lucinda Cummings
A Question of Molecules

Lucinda Cummings - A Question of Molecules

Creative Nonfiction
Lucinda Cummings is a writer and clinical psychologist who lives in Minneapolis with her husband and a rescue dog named after a famous jazz musician. Her essays have appeared in Hippocampus, The Woven… Read more »
Dan Hodgson
Bread: an offering

Dan Hodgson - Bread: an offering

Creative Nonfiction
Dan Hodgson writes and teaches. With his wife, he also chases their son and daughter up traprock peaks. His work has recently appeared or is forthcoming in The Southampton Review Online; Cease, Cows;… Read more »
Patricia Dwyer
The Real Thing

Patricia Dwyer - The Real Thing

Creative Nonfiction
Patricia Dwyer lives in Baltimore, Maryland, where she is thoroughly enjoying her recent retirement as a university professor while honing the craft of a relatively new passion: creative writing. Her… Read more »

A Question of Molecules

Lucinda Cummings

“Love is time and space measured by the heart.” Marcel Proust

The Big Bang theory of the origins of the universe begins with nothingness, approximately 14 billion years ago. No matter, no energy, no light or space, and no time yet existed. First came the singularity: an infinitesimally small, infinitely hot, infinitely dense primordial something, inside the core of a black hole. The Big Bang was not an explosion, but an expansion: in a tiny fraction of a second, the singularity grew larger, and began to cool, as it has continued to do ever since. This was the birth of everything that now exists, from stars to planets, molecules to atoms and much smaller particles, like photons, quarks, neutrinos, and Higgs bosun particles. Cosmic microwaves make up the constant background temperature of the universe, forming the “afterglow” of the Big Bang. Objects in the universe are moving farther and farther apart on trajectories created by the Big Bang; the speed at which they move apart is called the Hubble constant. This rate of expansion, thought to be driven by dark energy, is accelerating over time.

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One long-ago warm summer evening, faint breezes rippling the curtains at the… Read more »