We’ve Never Had Water Here Anyway

It is my pleasure to share with you my poem, We’ve Never Had Water Here Anyway, in this week’s issue of Clay Literary’s RAVEN alongside other great stories and visuals.


‘Neath the blistering heat, California poppies cast
themselves to the hillside sun as wayward children

start to lose their breath, as you now fight for yours,
running to chase the summer blues away.

The young and old all begin to fail; heatwaves
take the lungs as we suffocate one by one.

Down the road coffins align with fresh roses. Their leaves
trimmed and watered to only wither away, with the water we all craved.

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