By Kim deLeon
We thought it would arrive with bloody knuckles, glinting knives clutched in teeth. But it crept in, a fraction of a degree at a time. When the oceans rose, neighbors opened their homes freely; knives never entered the picture. The grocery chains collapsed and our librarian filled the shelves with seeds—we all contributed.
There was death, of course, and plenty of it, and we held each other’s tears and memories. Weren’t we surprised the first time strangers arrived, looking for food and a fight. Weren’t they surprised to be met by gentleness, a basket of bread, and invited to stay.
Lovely. We need more of this for today and tomorrow’s troubles. 🙂
This is wonderful
So gentle and unexpected.
I really like this. So thought provoking.
I love this! It’s such a cute, inviting spin on the apocalypse.
Wonderful. Could have gone many ways – this choice invites much reflection.
Few words yet so profound
Amen