Invocation

We hold the keys to the crypt and we are not going back up until the work is done.

That was Invocation, a resident prayer, the piss that I call art.

I am Knowles Notansky and this is Make Poetry Weird Again.

This is a love letter.

It's unfiltered.

It's very beautifully put.

And, you know, as you heard from Invocation that I started with, a very, very strong poet.

Emma Coon as well.