I wrote a poem about community that’s called “Community Autopsy” —pronounce it like psychology because the poem goes on about that, and justice, and our abilities to make life good. It’s exhausting and difficult and not good writing but it was fun to create. It’s fun to feel it, to feel human wellness and to wish for egalitarian community.
Image below is a screen grab. The poem itself is so-o-o- long it’s too long for a blog post. It’s several pages, absurdly too long, but someday I’ll try to cull weak parts and gather up what’s fun into a readable celebration of community.