this is a real warning: read this poem at your own risk. it is graphic and it is good.

i spend all day shaping something i am moderately proud of, then i read something like this, and feel so far behind. i know it’s comparing two very different poems on two very different topics, but still. i can’t help feeling this envy. it’s a good feeling, though. this feeling makes me get stuff done.

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I acknowledge that I live and work on stolen Cowlitz, Clackamas, Atfalati, and Kalapuya land.
I give respect and reverence to those who came before me.