The Green-Blue Sea

Dario Beniquez

May 28, 2022

They will go first 

before we do 

the roaches, rats, sparrows, 

or the possum with the glass eye that waits 

every day by the stairs 

for the leftovers 

that no one will bring 

because we may not be here unless 

we change our not natural point of view.

We may perish, no doubt about it, 

no land to spare, no water in the pale-blue tank 

glistening, 

“Holly Oaks Township, Welcomes You, Drive Safely!”

We’ll have no place to play.

We still have time; we can survive, 

with or without science. We’re sentient 

beings, no doubt about it.

Scallops, crawdaddies, 

even a chicken or two, field-fed 

heifers, 

add a plot of land to the ranch: 

we can survive. The earth

taketh away; the earth giveth.

Listen to the ants,

follow the pelicans,

out toward the green-blue sea.

Dario Beniquez grew up in Far Rockaway, NY. He is a poet and engineer. He lives in San Antonio, Texas. He facilitates the Gemini Ink Open Writers’ Workshop. He holds an MFA in Creative Writing from Pacific University, OR. He is the author of the poetry collection, Zone of Silence, published by https://www.flowersongpress.com/

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