First Find Water

This poem began in a coffee shop as a simple writing exercise, where I turn on Spotify, find an instrumental song that I enjoy and just, go. I like to start most of my writing sessions this way; It rattles the pipes clean and helps satisfy my chronic procrastination. I don’t necessarily start on my determined project of the day right then and there, but I’m still being productive, and whatever unrelated stories are trying to express themselves get their voices heard. 

First Find Water became an unexpected pleasure and much longer project to work on.  Rewrites and reflection revealed a character processing an empty world devastated by climate change, where she must find the basics we look for when attempting to survive. 

“I advise you to prepare for the worst”

She is small, and ever walking

Her turns, are sharp as elbows

And each heart beat finds its palpitation

River, river. You used to run and have life follow

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