July 18, 2026

i can’t tell if the sun is shining behind a thin cloud
or if the haze in the atmosphere has gotten that thick
but either way, i can feel the sun, but i can’t see the sky
i’m hoping one day this will all be some kind of
terrible
memory
dream
fiction
past

[but i’m not counting on it]

July 16, 2026

i never thought i’d be able to see
[or smell]
fires burning hundreds of miles away

but here we are, in the haze and 90+ degrees outside
and the air that smells like melting plastic

it’s unhealthy for sensitive groups

i’d say it’s unhealthy for all of us
humans and animals and ocean and planet

and i’d love to have a summer that feels like the beginning of the world
rather than the end of it.