Daughters On The Brink
I want to ask if he meant two nights ago, when he first brought it up after a long day at work
I want to ask if he meant two nights ago, when he first brought it up after a long day at work
the crackling grey gloom
my father prays on a fraying mat
The bonfire will be built in the encampments so it may burn the unhoused.
Because you can name something, does that make it good?
And is God not a manacle
They teach you to you that revolutions are swift or that they never are.
A blue door, illuminated by our carbonated haze
And is God not a manacle
Outside the city unravels—billboards, half-built flyovers, and a guava-seller.