Program
Laughing, speaking, and singing emit an invisible
mist of droplets. The clouds hang like viral veils
that drift and transmit.
I’m punching and kicking the air and winning!
Who convalesces now under an overpass?
Who believes a footprint- and mud-stained
fast food receipt a nation’s founding document?
Each new space I inhabit seems text into which I introduce errors.… Read the rest