Floodwater

Queer is the dam that powers their homes.

Queer is their denial with mortar and stones.

Queer is the crack at the base of the wall wall.

Queer is the flood that came down on them all.

Queer is the river that cuts through their street.

Queer is the water that dams at their feet.

Queer are their children who learned how to swim.

Queer are the songs that they sing like a hymn.

Queer are their houses being worn away.

Queer are the trees under which the dogs play.

Queer are the fields renewed by the flood.

Queer is the water paid for with blood.

Queer is the rust and the broken glass.

Queer are the weeds that grow in the grass.

Queer is the valley where houses once stood.

Queer is the river, queer is the wood.

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I restored this poem. No word back from whether it would be published or not.