the moment in nona the ninth when ianthe and kiriona show up like Attention Bajoran Workers We’re a Lil Transmasculine Now but Don’t You Worry About It
and the assembled populace is like Oh Fuck Fascism Is Here
and the assembled populace is like Oh Fuck Fascism Is Here
When a house is both hungry and awake, every room becomes a mouth.
(poem is “ash”, by tracy k. smith)