1.
Developed Nation by Joyelle McSweeney
Is this how a god returns from victory?
This is america. The boy soprano
into the doughnut-world.
Fresh from the fish-mold.
Clattering out across the snow
to buy a paperknife,
clutching a flier…A test in harmonies.
Here comes the perfect pitch-
it’s white, it falls to the glove,
showing its stitches. Here comes
the hot-front, stitched with flagsO beautiful he produceth
language from everyplace
on his body, the room
where the heatcloud lifts to the ceiling…the subcommander crouched in the stalkbed breathing
into his lily-season
2.
Hard Times by Baby Huey
Amen. For what it’s worth, I’m thankful you’re out there. Keep doing.