Climate Change

Climate Change by Peter Waldor

Because we love one another

and because it is cold

and we are both scared,

and because we walked out

of a cloud, my son and I

hold hands on the ridge

off Vermillion Peak.

Every time we think this is it,

it's just rock form here on up-

one more pink windmill

in the thin-aired wind-

another alpine phlox,

each summer reaching higher-

a curse on my children.

Climate Change by Chloe Kunstler

Because we love one another

and because it is hot,

we find liberation in the little things-

like chocolate muffins from Au Bon Pain and attractive hipsters on the street.

While we both meditate on our boredom between classes,

we stroll down Locust Walk

imprisoned by our daily routine but

free enough to decorate our days with laughter.

Because we love one another

and because it is hot,

we can find peace here

but still dream about home.