I have been enamored by trees.
Their ability to soothe without touch
Their protection from the outside
Their wisdom and reminders to “just be”
I decided to visit the park again today because people have not been able to hold space for me in the same way that the tree does.
I followed the trunk all the way up and across and followed its thick branches hanging over my head
But this time, I saw a black body swaying.
The energy that went into pulling a being up a tree.
The bark being pulled back and sparking like firebrands
Every action point, laborious, abrasive, and unnatural.
The Depravity.
The sickness spreads and lives on through the bodies for generations
Lives in the trees
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