Transatlantic Carbon Emissions

Written By Cass Bauman

It’s New York City in a pocket chief,

an island in headlock with peripheral cities

every building ten stories tall and steel and glass

and a fast food chain on every street corner

and if it’s the end of the world and if it’s Gomorrah,

if the snow fall of dandelion fluff

is ashes—consummate retribution

—the forest fire

come to burn the city down

could someone still think it was worth seeing?

If this were the edge of mass extinction,

who wouldn’t want to stand on it?


Cass Bauman

Cass Baumann is a member of John Snow College and a second year English student. Initially a poet, she also writes drama and prose fiction. Her work tends to revolve around echoes and cycles of pain, euphoria, language and communication, immoderation, and the occasional hint of body horror. Her influences include T.S. Eliot’s poetry, postmodernist drama, and the Franco-English bilingual education she received before coming to Durham.

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