By | 1 December 2013


“I was born on the day they dropped the bomb
on Nagasaki.”

She says that in the pool room
as though she wanted to avoid a conversation about war.

There is nothing left of his night.
Jarred empathy made objective.

We cannot sift through the debris of what we are yet to do.

“What can we do to create liberty and justice for all?”

They are perennially millennial. Always making
new play dates with Christ’s soccer mom.

— He looked at Picasso and said Did you do this?
“No, you did.”

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