the smoke was a litany
given free range to roam
to condense with water
into soil eating time
the wet earth always wet
under your father’s feet
& your feet
the smoke was everywhere
growing further towards the road
to the neighbor’s willow
under its pendulous branches
The wet earth always wet
underneath your grief
and your family’s grief
gave birth to a speck of light
so dense rows of feet
over wet earth greet you
ask you, to take another step forward
May 24
May 24, 2026 at 6:41 PM UTC
the smoke was a litany
given free range to roam
to condense with water
into soil eating time
the wet earth always wet
under your father’s feet
& your feet
the smoke was everywhere
growing further towards the road
to the neighbor’s willow
under its pendulous branches
The wet earth always wet
underneath your grief
and your family’s grief
gave birth to a speck of light
so dense rows of feet
over wet earth greet you
ask you, to take another step forward
