He’s thin enough to slide between the bars.
Who would supply a jail with gloves and masks?
These are the questions we don't like to ask—
who would supply a jail with gloves and masks?
Who’d go in there to do the needed tasks
in mercy’s name? The Name of God? Of Love?
(It’s thin enough to slide between the bars.)
Who will supply a jail with masks and gloves?
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Wednesday, May 27, 2020
Locked Up with the Bone Man
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plague journal,
poetry,
triolet
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