What the World Will Look Like When All the Water Leaves Us
We who drank all the water
and now have nothing left to drink.
We who drank all the water
and now have nowhere left to sail.
We miss you.
We who now walk under
the scorching sun among shipwrecks.
We who now finally feel
the smell of your rotting body.
We bury you.
We who will soon die
because we have been so thirsty.
We whose tears can fill
rivers seas oceans.
We sail.
Source: Poetry (April 2026)