The Fire This Time
how much damn broke
does it take to want to
burn just before class
lung green with chaos
how much damn broke
does it take to want to
burn just before class
lung green with chaos
is a group bike ride involving guys in tight pants and floppy hats with feathers, I tell my daughter. They
The child hums as he carries, too late, / his grandmother’s sugar-dusted lemon-glazed cake …
When I returned to earth after forty thousand years / there were no more graves, no more cathedrals.
Strange we should forget. Once between the covers of a worn leather binder
a black girl languished, her limbs linked by iron, her feet and breasts
and muscle measured, written.
Every crumb of starlight
sails across the universe,
the journey of a million years
to end inside our eyes.