The Ending

Written by Zoe Younessian

your hope is to return to the world light as
cremation, tethered to the only home you’ve
memorized better than poetry. to fold your
body into an exhale, to nourish a gingko by
the river you once drenched your hair in. to
keep the cycle going, to float above for the
first real time. to be no more and no less. you
deserve this. you 
are godless. you have never felt 
so certain.