It’s February in Flint, Michigan and children will / make paper heart valentines."
"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."
"Okay, radical honesty:/The Elbow Room probably wasn’t the greatest bar in the history of bars"
"We went last night to stand and/be counted at the high school/gymnasium."
He says, it was near midnight, a cargo run/on second shift--from Indy to some hamlet flung
"a man stands, balancing, // one foot on one line and the other on another, touching the pulse / of two emergent powers"
"home is built upon the scaffolding / of a hundred thousand stories..."
"I kneeled at the stump where we laid the Ford agate,/Made up spells and secrets..."
"Detroit be a Twilight Zone//...be the last thing standing between us and dirt"