““I want to believe we’re all in it together. But this is America. Here, we’re ready to light each other’s hair on fire. If the world were on fire, at least we’d all be in it together, except for the bears floating by on boats of ice. The deer were in it together, if it means forest fire, or smoke. Here, there should be a gold ring that makes it clear the subject is love. Here, a line about birds. But I am done with the small bodies that hold together a pair of wings. All the wings are in this together, a vast conspiracy of flapping, like gravity wasn’t the one thing holding us in place.””
