Racism

Bathing in the foul mouth
of the city, soaking up the
vibe that is just an illusion of
wellness, eating the shit then
burping it out, into an air that is

The Book

Palms stained with strings
of thick clouds, arms and legs
strict in shape- nerves suggest
they’re hanging against themselves.
Blood boils as the sun
gropes dark shadows.

The cost of living is too
high. Outside
abandoned gardens, buildings
that fill themselves
with products and
people daily – watch
as they transform into