Ideas/Facts/Allegations

An erasure poem

The night we understood set off

inside us an emergency, we walked

in water groggily zigzagging between

reason and confusion. Impossible

things were happening, all of them

ghastly and horrifying.

To witness was power,

to believe was a crime.

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Source material from pages 23-24 of Two Women Walk into a Bar by Cheryl Strayed.