The sun came up this morning
Like a madwoman’s red eye
The darkness of my sacred ignorance enlightens me.
The green folds of hillside
in the distance will open like arms to embrace you,
our soils enriched by the return,
the reminder of who we all are.
“This new analysis paints a devastating picture of what our world will look like if fracking and fossil fuel infrastructure buildout aren’t halted soon.” —Dr. Sandra Steingraber
Even though I am only 12 years old, I know my life won’t last forever, and someday I, too, will reflect on my past decisions. We were all born to exist and eventually die, so we have evolved to value things in the context of mortality.
The next morning I rode my bicycle to Wolf Corner where coyotes and dogs were
Hung on a wooden rack to discourage coyotes
And still there is shelter in shade
and pummeling rain, in the produce aisle
with its mounds of lemons, nectarines.
our days growing warmer, our nights
shorter as we cross paths with every-
thing that lives and breathes or flies