lit up sky
night after night citizens
send up firecrackers

rankle fretful sleeps
don’t call the police
a protest or bursts of

brief respites from fear
spatter of bolts disperse
arc of a damaged rainbow

scavenger hunt for
whose america
stand beside her guide her

a woman
chaotic treasure chests
filled with green greed

outside my window
the hudson estuary
currents twist and turn

which god is in the lead
with social distancing
we cling to plastic

rafts called the u s of a
our country has been
punctured  broken

dicks and janes still hold
hands while aunt jemima
and uncle ben grin

wear their culinary disguise
recipes and relics racist
pots simmer boil over

another gunshot fired