We waited for the numbness to come.
We were choked, burned, starved, smothered, stabbed, and beaten. But that was before.
I was becoming something, but I wasn’t sure what it was just yet.
Through no fault of your own attract the male mockingbird.
A non-exhaustive list of the things that make us human.
The challenge was to talk about monstrous things in human terms, to be simultaneously clear-eyed and empathetic about human frailty.
The urge to write grips/ my mind like an araldite,
There are waters I need to navigate, lessons I’ve begun to learn.
Why would a bear suddenly appear in Brentwood Village on a Thursday afternoon and begin mauling/killing/consuming denizens willy-nilly?