> > half-frozen sludge raining down into the bowels of a metropolis,
> > the loudest sound above the
> >>>>racket of injustice overhead,
> >>>>busybodies speeding past who never bother to look at their feet.
She’s five months pregnant
> >on the streets and can’t believe that I at 19 have never had no babies
> >>>>Her name is
Genderless huddles of scarves like stale bread—
It’s because the devil gets lonely in hell.
The city is dripping
Ugly poetry on deaf ears.
