Instructions for How to Survive a Nuke
By Bryanna Licciardi
Here is where I grab your hand to pretend things work out.
Can you take a seat? Give you a minute. Let you process.
You ask me what happens next. Knowing nothing else,
I shrug. Our hands are still supposed to be touching.
Can you take a seat? Give you a minute. Let you process.
My voice tries to sound soothing as my face tries to give me away.
I shrug. Our hands are still supposed to be touching.
What comes next will feel like an ending. But for now,
Here is where I grab your hand to pretend things–