I ordered this based on the inclusion of The last night of my 20s in the 2022 Forward Poetry Collection.
The sequence Origin Myth about HIV/AIDS is beautiful, its final stanza…
For those who came before me, a libation!
I conjure you as though we sat around a hearth
when I walk it’s your shadow I’m chasing.
Next to my skin I still carry the hurt
finely woven as a cambric shirt
from before akashishi took so many:
1920, nine years before Nellie.
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