The Road Of Ashes

It’s a good thing we’re not equipped to feel the grief all at once.

photograph taken somewhere in a mind bogglingly huge area of NWT wildfire aftermath

All the trees have been reduced to charred cores of trunks with occasional twigs like burned matches. They stick up from a vast expanse of blackened ground, heaped with ash, where stubborn embers still creep and smoke still billows up to form a thick cloying miasma. It’s like fog I can profoundly taste even through my…