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by Jess Everett



It’s our evolution.

The cosmic wheel we name time,

Revolving, poised for another turn.

Juncture between the ages,

Marked by this solstice.

Not the end of the world, but the world as we know it.

One revolution around the sun just a blip

In this expanse of space, one lifetime just enough

To notice a shift between eternities.

Our own Mayan calendar—

Take responsibility for history,

Look around.

We know change when we see it.

Let’s shout it from the treetops.


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