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I Want a Solution
   for Charlottesville, VA

I want a solution
but my mind
offers platitudes

maybe they’re enough
to seal the gap
the whistling cold

the difference between
yesterday and today
in Charlottesville

where others carry
thoughts like a sickness
that kills them first

swinging their fever
in censers anointing
their steps with ash

walking by them
I try to keep quiet
and pass unseen

my easy answers
held out of sight
like a shut box

at every street
each body in the road
I press the lid down tighter

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