Cli-Fi by Caitlin Cacciatore
after Tracy K. Smith
there will be thunder
without lightning.
there will be frost but
nowhere for it to fall;
there will be windows
without panes,
statues without faces,
and by then,
no one will know
the names of man.
even the graves,
given the task of remembering,
will be scratching at their stony
heads, wondering
what it was they promised
never to forget.
About the Author:
Caitlin Cacciatore is a queer poet, writer, and essayist based on the outskirts of New York City. She believes that literature has the power to change minds and start movements. Caitlin is currently pursuing an MA in Digital Humanities with the goal of amplifying marginalized voices. Her work has appeared in Bacopa Literary Review, Sylvia Magazine, and many other literary magazines and journals. She loves animals, single-origin coffee, ethical fashion, and thrift stores. You can find her at caitlincacciatore.wordpress.com.