BEST FRIGGIN POST
This whole post is gotdamn perfect
our tragedy begins humid,
in a humid classroom.
with a humid text book. breaking into us.
stealing us from ourselves.
one poem. at a time.
it begins with shakespeare.
the hot wash.
the cool acid. of
dead white men and women. people.
each one a storm.
crashing. into our young houses.
"i can see your bra" good. its cute and i paid $50 for it.