Holiday Playlist for the End of the World
by Gwendolyn Kiste
"Santa Claus is Coming to Town"
No, he's not. But something else is.
"Baby, It's Cold Outside"
And getting colder. As the temperature plummets, people huddle in the streets, murmuring and pointing at the silhouette that dances along the horizon.
The silhouette doesn't care to hear their gossip.
It just keeps on twirling.
"O Christmas Tree"
Your branches green delight us. As kindling. As reinforcements for the windows. As little handcrafted knives, because why not? Might as well tell ourselves we can fight this thing. Gives us something to do, so we don't think about the cold or the hunger gnawing at the hollow caves of our stomachs.