American Sonnet for My Past and Future Assassin [“Inside me is a black-eyed animal”]
By Terrance Hayes
Inside me is a black-eyed animal
Bracing in a small stall. As if a bird
Could grow without breaking its shell.
As if the clatter of a thousand black
Birds whipping in a storm could be held
In a shell. Inside me is a huge...
- Nature
- Time & Brevity
- Relationships

