A new poem by Kelly Garriott Waite.
"Detroit be a Twilight Zone//...be the last thing standing between us and dirt"
"My grandmother visits me from heaven/in the form of patient and complicated insects."
my family: two fists/colliding. nothing strong enough to stop/my parents from raising a home in a city//being razed
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