How You Livin?
like the air ain’t filled with
coarse windchimes
sirens loud as a jet in flight
the quick jabs
of a couple arguing about cheese
and face masks
and children at borders
borders of language
and knotted bellies
I tell you
it’s hard to sleep
when the news is a bare-
skinned sidekick
I try to harden my shell
make it marble
filled with filament
and nails
but how you livin
among the salt, ash, and slate
at your doorstep— …