The Moya View

Tag: ecopoetics

  • Where Are You My Friend…?

    Where Are You My Friend…?

    This poem emerged from walking through a heat-struck urban lot where absence felt more physical than memory. I wanted the poem to carry abandonment through objects—barbed wire, cats, asphalt—without commentary. The body persists, but only through what it touches. The theme is not grief but residue: what remains when someone doesn’t.