where are you little activist heart?

here at the fire in the living room starring at the onions burning listening to the sound of searing

the fight is fought elsewhere the cops are coming
to the open pit mine
today they need my body not my thoughts

the onions are getting glassy and so are my eyes
the world is calling
facing destruction

and I’m stirring my tears

the oven is burning
and so is the world anxious on my phone defending rooted activists with jumping hearts

it hurts to sit
watching the news feed
it is day X of eviction you’re burning in my breast but I sit

there is no excuse
just the hope of being a change in sitting, thinking and writing about all those places connected by the heartbeats
of climate justice

help me to understand how my body can sit and my stomach rises up at one place, one body one heartbeat

let me glow
and warm the protest
with my little activist heart

but I am stuck
clicking damn little hearts on social media.

Published by ODU Digital Commons, 2024, Green Humanities: A Journal of Ecological Thought in Literature, Philosophy & the Arts, Vol. 4 [2024], Art. 9