Zemira

I am one…

I am one with the land.

I am one with the sea.

I am one with the animals.

I am one with the trees.

They tell me their stories

All the fun here and there

They tell me their lessons

What they chose to hear

They tell me their worries

Tonight, stars are falling,

Over Chicago, New England, Texas,

From angry east to angry west,

Dark cars: hearses that we don't call hearses

Roll silently towards lively, warm houses,

I saw a photo of our band from last year

our Wind Ensemble

the intern we all fell in love with

the conductor we adore

everyone was together

and I just...

gah.

I wanted to yell STAY

I used to have a purpose here.

Words would open,

and people would step inside them.

Photos would breathe,

and someone would stop to look.

Now it feels like I’m slipping—

here,