Status Updates From Teeth

[…]
oh terrible & beautiful & giant,
hibiscus here, is a fruit tree, a day,
a god who looks you in the face
despite your fifty heartbreaks, now,
Here is a god to make you sing & pray to,
oh, good & wrecked & here & here & here.

Let them tell you
you cannot sing in hell, good man.
Then sing.

Finished with part 3.

Finished with part 2. I am devouring this book, 'Teeth' and all.

Finished part 1. I wish I could bottle up all my feelings and thoughts and poetic expression and give them to Aracelis Girmay so she could write the poems for me.

Oh, oh.