The Waste / by Megan Hollingsworth

"I don't care how you feel." 

said the father to the mother

when she said "I am exhausted."

So the child drank bitter milk

fields dried up and thorns

grew too thick for her to smell the rose bloom

as the tree of life withered

and the last woman died.

 

All Apology / Photo Copyright 2013 Jack Gescheidt

All Apology / Photo Copyright 2013 Jack Gescheidt