[Poetry] The Leaves Are On Fire

The leaves are on fire,
The wind tastes like ashes,
The oceans are drying
Into trenches and gashes,
Slashed across the surface
Of a dull, blunt stone
That used to be beautiful
But now, it dies alone.

“Home Is Far Away” by Epik High

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Have you ever been stunned at how perfectly a song captured exactly what you were feeling at that exact moment in your life and you wondered if the songwriters were somehow watching you because how else could the song be so emotionally perfect?

Black Lives Matter.

Yesterday was Blackout Tuesday, a day promoted to observe, mourn, and spread policy change in the aftermath of George Floyd’s death (read more here). For many, that meant posting a black square on social media with the hashtag blackouttuesday. For others, myself included, that meant posting resources on where to donate, where to sign petitions, and other related information. I believe silence is violence, and just blacking out social media doesn’t seem to be enough. Today, I share this message with all of you on my blog as well:

Take today to do more. There are numerous ways we can make more of a difference.