Status Updates From Averno

When you fall in love, my sister said,
it’s like being struck by lightning.

She was speaking hopefully,
to draw the attention of the lightning.

I reminded her that she was repeating exactly
our mother’s formula, which she and I

had discussed in childhood, because we both felt
that what we were looking at in the adults

were the effects not of lightning
but of the electric chair.

never want this to end…

“Summer after summer has ended,
Balm after violence:
it does me no good
to be good to me now;
violence has changed me.”

sooo good