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The Planet Is Dying
by Jemima Foxtrot

I can feel the weight of the clouds pushing down on me.

 

The planet is dying and with it 
the foxes fucking in the care park of our block of flats.
It’s taking the cheeseburgers with it and children, 
    necklaces and best friends.
The planet is dying 
    and I can feel the weight of the clouds pushing down on me.

I’ll never see the crest of a wave again.

Jemima Foxtrot is a writer and performer who performs and teaches internationally. She is the founder of Kindreds Creatives and has written numerous works for stage. Her debut poetry collection All Damn Day (2016) and A New Game (2022) from which this poem comes are published by Burning Eye Books.

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