by Virginia Aronson
Consider the turning of the sun
and staring up
waiting for fever, questioning
blinding reflections
as a double
consciousness.
and staring up
waiting for fever, questioning
blinding reflections
as a double
consciousness.
Consider loose deer bobbing
through thick pine, white
tails flashing
in the moonlight
knowing, brilliant
wisdom you can't acquire
online, in video chats.
through thick pine, white
tails flashing
in the moonlight
knowing, brilliant
wisdom you can't acquire
online, in video chats.
Between the next star
and here, or here
between the sun-dried skulls
of the wild animals among us
there is just one burning
question:
how does it feel to be
the problem?
and here, or here
between the sun-dried skulls
of the wild animals among us
there is just one burning
question:
how does it feel to be
the problem?
Consider the naked empire
built on an enriched soil
of darkness and lies
the carriers
vulnerable to the invisible:
pass down the bucket.
built on an enriched soil
of darkness and lies
the carriers
vulnerable to the invisible:
pass down the bucket.
Consider this too: what if
the world is stunned
into silence.
the world is stunned
into silence.
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