Climate Change my Body

The warmest years on record

       and my body is coming into its own

       as a furnace.

Uncanny heat from a late October night

       envelops me

       and my core magnifies it,

       I am like a mirror

       twisting rays of sun

       into one hundred thirty pounds

       of solid fire.

I imagine Earth is feeling this way now,

       imagine her throwing off the blanket

       to lie against the cool

       painted surface of the wall at night

       and complaining bitterly, losing her way

       by day.

Jenny McBride

Jenny McBride’s writing has appeared in The California QuarterlyGreen Social ThoughtStreetwiseConclave and other journals. She makes her home in southeast Alaska.