Migrations

by Charlotte McConaghy

There are two worlds. One is made of water and earth, of rock and minerals. It has a core, a mantle and a crust, and oxygen for breathing. The other is made of fear.

it’s simply remembering what it feels like to love creatures that aren’t human. A nameless sadness, the fading away of the birds. The fading away of the animals. How lonely it will be here, when it’s just us.

A life’s impact can be measured by what it gives and what it leaves behind, but it can also be measured by what it steals from the world.

“They are being violently and indiscriminately slaughtered by our indifference. It has been decided by our leaders that economic growth is more important. That the extinction crisis is an acceptable trade for their greed.”

I am only the second love of your life. But what kind of moron would be jealous of the sea?