Jody Azzouni


Nuclear Winter

Originally published in APA's Newsletter on Philosophy and Medicine 91:2, fall, 1992
Added 5/19/2021
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Nuclear Winter

Poem | Jody's Notes


Suddenly we are snowmen,

our frozen breath packed tight

around our faces. Above us,

the atmosphere flutters down,

white like angelfeathers.

And then, forevermore,

cold meteors crunch into the ground

as if into powdered Styrofoam.