We Are All Dead

Carleton E. Watkins, "Looking up Among the Sugar Pines - Calaveras Grover," photograph, ca. 1878, Gilman Collection, Gift of the Howard Gilman Foundation, 2005, The Metropolitan Museum of Art.

don’t mind
the dishes in the sink
we died
before we could clean them

the trellis belongs
to the ivy now
its snaking fingers
weaving through the holes

we couldn’t stop
the orange rust
expanding across the car’s fender
because we are all dead

the birds chirp peacefully
and the bees hover unmolested
bellies coated in pollen
because we are all dead


GREGORY MCGREEVY is from Baltimore. He has previously published poetry in Sonder Midwest and Straylight Literary Magazine.

 


Featured image: Carleton E. Watkins, “Looking up Among the Sugar Pines – Calaveras Grover,” photograph, ca. 1878, Gilman Collection, Gift of the Howard Gilman Foundation, 2005, The Metropolitan Museum of Art.

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