When the public square shrinks beneath the weight of fear and fragile power, yet rises again, phoenix-like, finding its voice, reversing the onus on the lawmakers 25 February 202624 February 2026
Poem for Renee Good –– Poet and speaker of truth –– Your brains splayed, You exposed them, in the most dramatic of ways. Bitch. What dies there, where you lived your last stanzas? 22 February 202622 February 2026
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