Poems for the Apocalypse - Awad, Michelle L
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In Poems for the Apocalypse, the end is not nigh-it is already here, unfolding in the cracks of democracy, the rise of unchecked power, and the uneasy silence that follows. Drawing on emotions surrounding the 2025 U.S. Presidential election, these poems navigate the annihilation of truth, the slow erosion of hope, and the haunting threat of a dystopian future that looms over America. This collection explores the fault lines of our collective path forward: the weight of choices made, the chaos of a collapsing system, and the small, desperate acts of resistance that spark like fireflies in the…mehr

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In Poems for the Apocalypse, the end is not nigh-it is already here, unfolding in the cracks of democracy, the rise of unchecked power, and the uneasy silence that follows. Drawing on emotions surrounding the 2025 U.S. Presidential election, these poems navigate the annihilation of truth, the slow erosion of hope, and the haunting threat of a dystopian future that looms over America. This collection explores the fault lines of our collective path forward: the weight of choices made, the chaos of a collapsing system, and the small, desperate acts of resistance that spark like fireflies in the darkness. These are poems for the watchers, the grievers, the fighters-for anyone who has ever stood at the edge of humanity and stared into the void with insurmountable dread. Written as both a warning and a reckoning, Poems for the Apocalypse is a collision of the personal and the political; it is part examination of doom, part excavation of grief, and part field guide for surviving what feels like the end of the world as we know it.
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Michelle Awad has only recently grown into calling herself a poet. So much so, now, that she's branded herself with it. Tennessee native turned New Orleanian, she firmly believes in going where your heart no longer feels homesick. She believes in staying there as long as you can. More than anything, she has an inkling that space and time are on our side. That aliens are real. That there are little pieces of the celestial inside all of us. That sometimes, they resemble each other. That sometimes, they connect. In her spare time, you can find her sitting on her back porch in Algiers with a telescope and that idiot she's in love with, sipping a gin cocktail and listening to the sounds of the city. Her dog is probably there, too, protecting the yard from squirrels.