Billie said, “If I’m going to sing like someone
else, then I don’t need to sing at all.” Let’s
just say I was white and knew how to conform.
in his gentlest voice, reminding them
about change, about fallow fields and the quiet
everything needs to grow stronger
How we looked into each other, how we danced through vampire nightclubs,
our intentions green and full of desire…
Never forget how easily we love what survives to be loved.
propel yourself forward—
as in airplane force
or Air Force or forceps
forcing a baby to be born