Noted, Unresolved

Exhibit A / Exhibit B I set the lines in order, one by one, And let the metre march its steady beat. The rhymes fall in, a drill that must be done, Like schoolboys shuffling in with dusty feet. I gave your rhymes their fifteen lines of fame. They marched in

“Not healing. Just friction management.”  – marginalia on a form marked VOID Closing the door. Not metaphorically. Literally. Writing a to-do list that included “burn everything” and then doing one actual task. Letting the email rot. Dog videos. But only the ones where the dogs ignore everyone. Saying “no” out loud

“The strength you admire in others is usually a form of damage management. We are not fine. We are just well catalogued.”  – from an unfilled memo, author unknown Crisis. Apparently, it builds character. It mostly builds invoices. Taking the high road. Very scenic. Very unpaid. Having “potential.” The unpaid internship