Jesse Rice-Evans
ask me what fear looks like: like a slap,
a locked door, an unlocked door
what does alleged look like: as if the nature of PAST SEXUAL PRACTICES
can be explained by language
ask me what nurture looks like: both
like and unlike
you have to be able to hold two things in your mind:
that you both showed up and vanished;
that what was taken can never be grieved;
IN FACT, that this grief is endless;;;;;;
make for me a sound that could be considered moaning: it is a sound of grief
BOTH grief
& the deep knowledge that we still will not be believed: you won’t, I won’t; they definitely won’t these endlessly formal proceedings lead nowhere because the premise of being without bias, of neutrality is fallacious almost enough to make us laugh a collective laugh of grief a ululation a mourning we are always mourning it is always mourning when you get into it;;;;
there is just this::::