Parading

What I first wanted to say was more fire.

Was that we needed fire to turn all the wicked tongues
Was that we needed fire to turn all the wicked tongues
Was that we needed fire to turn all the wicked tongues
and hands and eyes to ash. FIre
and hands and eyes to ash. FIre
to make of the knife-sharp and useless theories
to make of the knife-sharp and useless theories
the smoke, the subtle poison / that they are. —Ross Gay
the smoke, the subtle poison / that they are.
—Ross Gay

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