'Fragile Earth' by Helena Hopkins

by Will Cornfield

The world is a hostile thing

but what would you be like

if billions of parasites lived

and bred on you—

in you.

We had a dog

died that way, the worms inside

and on top of her skin, I saw

the birth of a billion flies, white

and eyeless.

We are born faster than we die.

Gaia—

why are you listless?

Where is your revenge?

God—

wake Noah

we need a flood of

bleach, whatever hurts

I’m sorry I am sorry

I am so sorry I am

so sorry

Helena is a sheep farmer and freelance writer from Westfield, Indiana. Her poetry has recently been published in AMP.

Mario William Vitale says:

January 19, 2018 at 1:27 PM

what an amazing piece really well written
Truth seeker says:

February 17, 2018 at 8:40 AM

I am a Communist, a convinced Communist! I think the environmental problem will be the number one item on the agenda of the 21st century… This is a problem that cannot be postponed. I say again that I am an atheist. I do not believe in God.
— Pope Francis