Clean Up, 1997
What I remember about ’97 was that people dumped a lot of shit at our farm that year.
Shadow Mountain
The honey I stir into my tea raises eyebrows when friends see it’s called Superfund honey.
Apology and Gratitude Are Two Sides of the Same Coin
The wine glass my mother threw
across the kitchen floor
What To Say When People Say, “But Wasn’t Colonization a Good Thing?”
I am enraged when apologists for colonization pose the question of British presence adding value to brown and Black lives—
The grammarian troubles herself with the problem of numbers
When she sleeps, the sums live in a cupboard
behind thin glass doors. She propagates cuttings