By: Linda M Crate

the menacing beak of
krakens
is what i wish for them

a monster they cannot run
from, a god unforgiving
and cruel as they are;

sating his hunger with their
bodies and their blood
so we can be freed of their

treachery and their greed—

i just want a world where
fear isn’t the ingredient
that causes legs to tremble

where buildings do no so easily
fall into dust
where rage and peril are not

so prevalent
a world where apathy isn’t
the saving grace of everyone

we need dreams not nightmares.