Migrations

by Charlotte McConaghy

“Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?”

We are, all of us, given such a brief moment of time together, it hardly seems fair. But it’s precious, and maybe it’s enough, and maybe it’s right that our bodies dissolve into the earth, giving our energy back to it, feeding the little creatures in the ground and giving nutrients to the soil, and maybe it’s right that our consciousness rests.

and destroys it with naught but a handful of words, as most things are destroyed.