but I read ghost—
The old-new signs said Stay
in your lane, don’t build
your houses next to ours;
don’t send your children
to our schools, don’t
make or eat and drink
your foods where we
can smell them;
don’t stand in front
of the room and teach;
don’t pick up that scalpel
to get under my skin, don’t
quote me science that sounds
suspicious— With any luck
they hope to scrub the insides
of their house, not seemingly
aware of how much they reek
like schools of expiring fish.
In response to Via Negativa: Border patrol.