ARS POETICA II
How I feel right now? Sharp pain/How I felt yesterday? Pain not as sharp but dull just as maddening to extract/How can I tell if I can’t see the wound?
Three Poems
when white supremacistsproudly enunciate murderwith the hard R like a butcherknife splitting crosshairsbetween palatable resistanceand acquiescent silent gesturesor maybe i should askwhen we stopped believingin tomorrow’s ability to bloomfrom the pal