Somewhere Along the Alaskan Coastline

Somewhere along the Alaskan coastline, a glacier calves, and the earth itself groans in pain, feeling every fissure in its frozen expanse. Seabirds scatter into flight as ice tumbles into a pale aqua sea that glows with glacial silt. Eventually the permafrost will melt, the glacier will shrink to nothing, and the monumental collapse of an ice floe into the sea will be relegated to old photos, to nature films. We do not crack so much as we unravel at the seams that bind us. Where is the cruise ship full of tourists, their cameras flashing to capture our great pain? Where is the sea that drowns the part of me that is you, whose waves reach up to embrace the crumbling pieces of our falling love?