It was glorious while new: and is as new as it was glorious. Verb
tense as manual gearshift, clutch. Sudden braking after texting. I
remember Gerund Lake. Verb lacking
any tense except ongoing. Start your revolution, oh White poets, on
the backs of Black
teens!
It won't hurt a bit. They'll wear tire slippers and you en pointe
shoes. Does it hurt? Radhika asks. Only at first, the dance store
clerk responds. We can get used to anything, the rubble of ancient
temples or
the burning of police cars. It's the age of amygdala. When the towel
rack fell, a syringe clattered to the bathroom floor. The War on
Drugs damages my pedagogy. A
moment before losing
consciousness, I felt a rush of pure joy. The grief came after. It
always does. Run this riot in reverse, this video of Freddie Grey
dying, this massacre in the theater, this
orgy of blood, this shot in
the back, this cinder block in mid-air, this man's bruised
eye and cheek, this mind a
terrible thing to waste, this thank god the train didn't stop in
Baltimore, this illusion of control at the end of your finger, this
listing of items against their accretion. Grocery lists are cultural
artifacts. See how they're
composed.
--29 April 2015
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