On the marble floor,
a sequin from the gala
lies beside a discarded draft
of the minority opinion.
My mop is a blind tongue
licking the temple clean.
I empty...
The doctor explains it simply:
the pain is not in the leg.
The leg is gone.
The pain has relocated
to a safer office,
somewhere behind the eyes,
with better...
The indictment cites the ’80s ghost.
The briefing notes list cartels.
The planes arrive,
their sides stenciled JUSTICE,
a word meant to gild
an old, imperial greed.
Back home, a...