I Could Be Afraid

The end of the day beginning of the night,
I’m afraid of so much I can hardly start,
Storms and Savak and deep wells,
The CIA and cliffs and talking,
Small dogs and rubber bands and questions,
The government and hunger and answers.
I eat pound cake in bed to dispel my demons,
They itch me in unbearable places,
My heart beats loudly – with vigor.

About Avery Cassell

Avery Cassell is a queer butch San Francisco writer, poet, cartoonist, and artist who grew up in Iran.
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