「 22F11 coalescence 」
it was like something collected
like dew on the glass
and then it settled
and solidified
some hint of
a sweet lapping at
the bottom of my rib cage
that i felt in Nanjing
breathing in the green
and the smog
and the heat
listening to Imaginary Folklore
but something coalesced
and peace has turned into fact
and i know
that we are in it now