Paradise consumed

A black and white photograph of an asphalt topped street with tire skid marks. There are trees and houses in the distance.

Kiss it goodbye 

the Eagles wrote.

Pave it over 

Joni Mitchell sang.

Where we live 

paradise is 

row after row 

of houses

and apartments 

and townhomes. 

Locust swarms 

of subdivisions

moving fast,

eating all that’s

in their path.