July

Let’s get drunk

and forget our worries. Let’s spill

our troubles to the universe

in inebriated song. The veil

over independence

has been drawn back

and the face is unknown

to us. Let’s not celebrate

this myth. Let’s exercise

the freedom we have: hushed rebellion

against our outrage—if just

for one hour, one

night. I raise my hand

to the glass in your honor

and memory. You raise your hand

to the glass and through it

we commune.

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