Hanif Willis-Abdurraqib - With Each Passing Year, The List Of Animals I Could Outrun Becomes Smaller And Smaller

soon, it will only be me and the ones that lumber through the mud, carrying themselves from one nap to the next. They may not even be spared. I am sorry for all of the driving. I don’t want to destroy the earth, but there is no city that takes kindly to my footsteps when the moon is out. I imagine a flood will be the way this planet finally gives up on us. Waves unwriting a city while the hands of children reach for what they will soon know to be heaven. The man on the news says the world is...