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Poets Resist
Edited by Sandra L. Faulkner
June 30, 2020

Danielle Rose

This Tweet violated the Twitter Rules about glorifying violence. However, Twitter has determined that it may be in the public’s interest for the Tweet to remain accessible

Learn more. No — I mean open your chest like an x-ray displaying anger. Each mark etched into organs; wounds demanding comfort. I mean that these moments crash like an iceberg: No one believes the ice has ballast. That ballast is this idea of lawfulness; of standing gently in a queue. No — I mean they open your chest like an x-ray; they want you to keep your mouth closed. Learn more. Rip your chest open like a can and go on their way. There is no poetry for those who lie dead in the street; no solidarity; no justice. And these words just mean opening your chest like an x-ray so they can see inside and steal your lungs too. Learn more. Like how to diffuse tear gas or work hope like an antique clock — like an infinite sea of small gears and loaded springs. Like a bird building their nest or flying a path toward the next sunrise. I mean that we were never a whole, only dreaming that we can both see the same sky; the same joy; the same way we bring life into a world we never wanted but surrounds us. So Learn more. Because the President stands outside a church with some bible held backwards. Beginning with Revelation until we become without form or void. There shall no more be anything accursed. But the evildoer still does evil; still offers prayer to idols. It is written that God created humanity twice. I cannot write about the breath of life — only the way we return to dust when the breathing stops. So learn more like how hands are bound; like how bones break; like how pressure is the opposite of breath.