Two Poems by Danielle Sellers

DEMONSTRATIONS

Weeks before the new world began,
we met at an ice-breaker.

I wore coral. The towers still stood.
I did not have to scan the skyline for planes.

We practiced on our street corner.
A mild event-

mounted policemen stood watch
over the chanting of our muffled mass.

During the invasion’s first days,
under the sprinkling of blossoms,

I followed [...]