“Whatsoever ye do unto him ye do unto Me.” Conceptualize font, italic, quotation, capital. Assume you and I are mirrors installed in each other's thumbs, that we ride the bus to work and see first passengers asleep, left eyebrows cocked against gravity. An apostrophe presumes possession or contraction. The birth of the sentence often depends on contractions or on sounds that travel over periods. Who knew it's easier to throw a deflated ball than a hard one? That what we leave out becomes a mark that tells us what isn't there? That anger fills the space between question and no answer. Tell me where in your body you feel it, what happens when you express it. It happens for me at the corner of Makahiki Way and South King Street the night Bill 6 passes the City Council. A middle-aged man sweeps the sidewalk outside the tent that he and his wife put up at dusk. No person shall sit or lie.
--7 May 2015