For I’d arrived at that place past meanings, where the soul’s only choice is to open itself to signs, and the sign that I received was one of mercy. Yet, in the wake of a vision, reality’s wickedness is particularly fresh.

Finished reading: Holler: A Poet Among Patriots by Danielle Chapman 📚

Highly recommend. I hope to write some about it soon. For a good interview with Chapman, see No Small Endeavor.