The sky is an uncomfortable gray, the texture of a cold, sweaty palm wiped on unwashed jeans.
New Orleans registered 73 degrees Fahrenheit on Christmas day
and 56 degrees Fahrenheit on April the ninth.
Global warming is a problem of semantics
that could be solved by renaming the seasons
and buying a little duct tape and some sand bags.
With the advent of Daylight-Savings Time,
humans bestowed upon themselves the ability
to tamper with the fabric of time, as well as
the mantle of responsibility that comes with it.
We must stop ignoring this problem,
strap ourselves into the machinations
we've built for emergencies such as these,
and get to resolving the crisis as we always do,
that is, by telling ourselves that we already have.