The Nuclear and the land

To my younger self

Let go

You don’t have to hold so tightly

You don’t have the answers

There are structures that are meant to fall

There are

Shadows of grief

And scars so deep

Even the roots are unnamed

The earth carries us

This little dot

Carry on

Carry on

When you feel less than nothing

There is a space for that

There is a quiet

Morning

To let you rest

In the coolness

All I really know

Is we will continue

Maybe we are like soldiers

Understanding we are already dead

There is no fear

Just numbness

Will you be there?

How do we live after such things?