You

January 26, 2019

“We can’t restore our civilization with somebody else’s babies.”
Steve King (U.S. Representative, Republican-Iowa)

You are not you,
not the you

you assume.
The cells in your body

have been replaced.
Monuments once cherished

have been, are being,
will be effaced

by rain, by salt.
There is no you, not fixed,

at least. At most,
you is a concept, a fiction,

a boast. It is no more
here than wind

passing through,
breath of a ghost.

 


READ MORE:

Steve King compared himself to Brett Kavanaugh in his first town hall since his House punishment for racist remarks [Business Insider]
Steve King addresses white nationalist controversy in town hall [The Hill]
King doubles down on controversial ‘babies’ tweet [CNN]


Jeff Hardin is the author of five collections of poetry, most recently Small Revolution and No Other Kind of World. His sixth collection, A Clearing Space in the Middle of Being, is forthcoming. His poems appear in The Southern Review, Hudson Review, The Cortland Review, North American Review, and elsewhere. He lives and teaches in TN.

Photo by Gage Skidmore.

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