Poem 2 of 30

Casual transphobia on WKYS Radio.

This mercenary takes the shape of a joke and the wheezing laughter of the man who tells it.

You are in the back of a Lyft holding back nausea from one too many cannabis spiked teas. The Basilica stands as austere as a nun domed and straight backed on your left as the driver joins the laughter.

How unlikely is god in this place.

© 2018 by Miya Upshur Williams

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