Saturday, February 27, 2021

whirlpool



When each glance is visitation
howling histories of trespass 
you climb into every boat
rocking the ebb of panic
the flows of despair
hoping for survival

A cataract at our junction of
citizenship and humanity
that you are makes us all 
fragile--an insecure craft 
whose soft capsizing 
powers us to revolt





Most recently this, but really an ongoing and unmitigated concern.
(Photo: Moore Park with BS)

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