Unplanning Utopia

by Cassandra de Alba

i raveled our sweaters back into sheep.
chewed the books to pulp,
made them forest again.
i am clawing myself
into negative space, a creature
of only absences. each day,
i catalogue what is no longer here.
i calculate our losses: furniture
turned to air, vegetables to dirt,
bodies to ash.

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