Burial Grounds
- Zoë Zack Dunning
- Aug 1, 2023
- 1 min read
Updated: Jun 16, 2025
A very short poem (for once) about death (as usual)
Artist unknown
Even when trees die
They last longer than us
Haunting their sacred burial grounds
Skeletal limbs
Stretched toward the sky
Sending a prayer up
While we rot alongside them
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