I’m looking past where the water / meets the sky I mean I’m trying / to name the bigger light.
If communication is not your strong suit / Then try again / Try harder
Only two of my students remember peacetime, most don’t remember / 9/11; she’s like, “I was five..
I know I will be 30 in two months / because the Parks Concierge is jaywalking.
When I woke again // I looked and looked / as into an infinite series
We will still enter beneath the arc— / And get caught pretending about life