On Learning to Ignore Fetal Pigs on TV
Claim your rocking chairs andYour solipsistic sunsets,But close your eyes and listen.The cicadas have silenced, and listen!Is it quiet? Bibles,

Claim your rocking chairs andYour solipsistic sunsets,But close your eyes and listen.The cicadas have silenced, and listen!Is it quiet? Bibles,
Disclaimer:I am not a pretentious fool.I know my worth.I am not going to write aboutHow the spirit of the people
I hate that Icarus gets all the ink. His hubris penned down for eternity while His scorched flesh watched on. But never is
And I looked, and there was this ugly brown girl asking for some less brownness, perhaps. I was not God,
I came from mountains.From the memory of تبدیل,Of change,Regurgitated from the depths of what may have been. I came from spring.From
I’m holding your frail body by its throat.Ribs showing, spine poking from your back,More skeleton than flesh,You stare back at