So many of us, struggling to stay alive. So fucking many. In trains, in refugee camps, at airports, in foxholes. In suburban houses, in city houses, in 10-bedroom houses. In the street, on sidewalks, on city benches. In cars. In quiet parks. On beaches.

Make the pain stop make the pain stop make the pain stop.

Make this intolerable situation stop please please please.

I don’t blame anyone who wants to die. I want to die.

I am staying. I can’t tell you what to do, but if you want to stay we can do it together.

Together. The word of this new century.



Over the months I have gotten sicker

I leave bed only to bathe fetch bottles of green water

they tell me, Have hope

where in my body?

where in my mind?

I tell Kate, One day at a time

me, I can’t find a leaf to hang on

Painting by Marianne Hendriks.