New World

and snow’s the best we can hope for.

There’s going to be a storm, no doubt.

We could do with some snow.

Gentle flakes, spinning to the Earth,

each as distinct as we are.


Pray for snow, my boy,

pray that it will cover the scars we’ve left on the earth,

pray that it will bury the dead that remain unburied,

pray that it will clean our contaminated world,

pray that we can forget what lies underneath,

even just for a day.

We can pretend this is a new beginning,

our skin frying in the sun’s reflected rays.




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