Sometimes I wonder,
if god would have named me
the same thing
if he knew I was going to be born
Does he know the difference between
an RCA to stereo mini cable
and an XLR to 1/4 inch patch cable?
Would he call sauce gravy
or gravy sauce?
When was the last time he
reminded my brother to call me?
And what the fuck does he have to do
with 273 girls in Nigeria and Michael Sam?
[a poem I had to write without writing it down and recite for my last workshop with Marie Howe today]