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    [post_content] => If your mothers face fell
and her muscles couldn’t pick themselves up
you’d call an ambulance.

Another ice cap falls into the sea
like a cheek.
There are no sirens, no doctors, no A+E.

If your brother's airway began to close
everyone would fight
to get him oxygen.

Another iceberg
dissolves like a sweet on the tongue
and we continue our prescription of toxic fumes.

If your sisters skin
cracked with eczema
you’d get her creams, moisturiser.

Our changing climate,
drought, gives the earth
deep irreparable sores.

You’ve known the earth
your entire life
so start treating it like family.
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Hannah is additionally a winner in the 2016 Young Poets Network August Challenge #2, as well as a commended poet in August Challenges #1 and #4. She is also a winner in the 2016 Behind the Curtain poetry challenge, in partnership with the V&A Museum, and the winner of the 2016 Even It Up Poetry Challenge in the 15-18 age category.
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Hannah is additionally a winner in the 2016 Young Poets Network August Challenge #2, as well as a commended poet in August Challenges #1 and #4. She is also a winner in the 2016 Behind the Curtain poetry challenge, in partnership with the V&A Museum, and the winner of the 2016 Even It Up Poetry Challenge in the 15-18 age category.
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Our Oldest Relative

Hannah Hodgson

If your mothers face fell
and her muscles couldn’t pick themselves up
you’d call an ambulance.

Another ice cap falls into the sea
like a cheek.
There are no sirens, no doctors, no A+E.

If your brother’s airway began to close
everyone would fight
to get him oxygen.

Another iceberg
dissolves like a sweet on the tongue
and we continue our prescription of toxic fumes.

If your sisters skin
cracked with eczema
you’d get her creams, moisturiser.

Our changing climate,
drought, gives the earth
deep irreparable sores.

You’ve known the earth
your entire life
so start treating it like family.