16 Stalks adrift from the fields that were tilled

This relentless relentless gray

The windows shuttered at Newspoetry Intranational

Another stabbing again

The water that purifies clogs

The environment is protesting

It was not our purpose to vindicate, castigate, exculpate.

There will be even fewer vegetables this year

What can we do but curse the sky, the weather, the news?