"When my son rides the Switch Back Gravity Rail over coal lines in Jim Thorpe, I hope to God the mountains are His and my boy might believe in his ancestor clans."
It’s February in Flint, Michigan and children will / make paper heart valentines."
"this is how i ground myself. / i follow the writing on the wall."
"This city isn’t built on bullets / alone."
"What I remember of South Bend is smoking in the back yard. / The small, short houses of a cheap and curbless neighborhood."
"Somewhere the houses are rebuilding themselves./Sanding away the lead-coated paint from their siding."
"Every curve & angle of us was a sign to the end of times; / ... but we were too high and mighty to hear the trumpet"
"I get to say that I’m from here."
"In Detroit we are always planting trees."
"They said the city was a testament to liberal pragmatism. They said that the gaunt-eyed brown children of the borderless had ruined it."
"In this version no one has to wear a wig to senior prom/because of chemo. No one’s car is set on fire."
"Does land have a memory?"