Tell Me You’re a Tree Hugger Without Telling Me You’re a Tree Hugger

for 18 years there have been no curtains

hanging in my house ~ I was against it

there have been no blinds, no shades –

just sheers to diffuse the sunlight

streaming in

but only in a few windows

the trees that once filtered it

have all been stripped from the land

more violently than a thief

ripping the pearls off a debutante

but today the house ~ once bright~

is dark and dim to keep the cool

not the oven it became

when the last trees fell

and I succumbed to curtains

but now depression

I fear

is setting in

what is life if not living among the trees?

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