chasing butterflies
it’s easy to write about the rain
when it’s raining
but during wartime what’s the point
if only they were dropping cats
& dogs out of the sky
we could catch them & find them
good homes
there’s no point in talking about
climate change
or those eighty kilometer an hour winds
moving bits of brick & mortar
down what used to be
a bustling street no matter
what the season
out in the fields a child
should be catching butterflies
using a net or her very own hands
—not drops of rain in a tin cup
march two thousand twenty-five
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