“In the spring of 2020, when the lockdown began, Liz still owned the ax that broke down her childhood front door…”
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“In the spring of 2020, when the lockdown began, Liz still owned the ax that broke down her childhood front door…”
“I am a God fearing man / depending on who asks / But between you and me / God does not exist”
“Born with so much blackness, I spent my life adjusting / puffy eyes to a new light, missing her darkness”
“John Lennon is singing I’m So Tired. / I know you’re tired. As you burn in this Brooklyn kitchen,”
