I have seen the human fabric
the parity in every stitch and fiber that tells me
that maybe it is time for us
to burst into histrionics
to rattle cages, to contravene legislature and law
cry out into naked corridors:
there’s something wrong here
something to be stopped
something to be spoken in more than whispers,
more than the volume of unpleasant conversation—
-screamed-
I have seen the human fabric!
It is equal. It is fragile.
Author notes
screamed should be in italics.
understand it?
