Denial is the first stage of grief, but what are you grieving?Maybe the fact that our clean air is leaving,Our lungs constantly receiving the grey,Ourselves slowly receding into the black. Our blue waters we pretended to love,Suffocated with plastic we disposed of.Red turns the dove who flies awayWith no turning back. Back into time when…… Continue reading On Climate Denial (V2 Climate Speaks)
the sunrise. or maybe just a little before it. the sky, flaunting a pale blue to signify the near presence of the sun, has finally awakened. clouds — not invasive, nor intrusive, nor shielders of heat, but created as a model for renaissance paintings — litter the blue as they settle into position for the…… Continue reading bliss
Blackness is sunshine.
Making skin glow.
The sun is melanin.
Melanin is gold,