Contingency
In another
life, I’d
want this one.
In the Dark
We carried our spears
as far as we could.
We thought they
could teach us
something—something
pointed and sharp.
Life is hard,
the spears said
to the dark, which
listened, wishing
their tips were stars.
Primer
Everything I need
to know I learned
in the ice age—
how cold cold
is, how
lonely extinction.
