1 poem
The Suspended Animation of Free Will
She couldn’t get in—he, not out—
until the frame was yanked to his left,
her right, halving him framing her: -eme
streaming “a sort of seventh son”
ofaybombed by the First “baboon in heels,”
okay uprooted by okra. They took a dive
and half: she went down on the 4th,
he, out cold as stripes declaimed the Tenth,
necessary, if predictive, stays
as the possibility of going
apeshit among the humans hanging
with a fifth chased by a forty
acre hold. Led by the light
from the deck, they climbed,
a king and his queen
about to be played.
Tyrone Williams teaches in the English and Race, Intersectionality and Gender Studies departments at Xavier University in Cincinnati Ohio, He is the author of several books and chapbooks of poetry.