Origins of Violence
–Jenny George

There is a hole.

In the hole is everything

people will do

to each other.

The hole goes down and down.

It has many rooms

like graves and like graves

they are all connected.

Roots hang from the dirt

in craggy chandeliers.

It’s not clear

where the hole stops

beginning and where

it starts to end.

It’s warm and dark down there.

The passages multiply.

There are ballrooms.

There are dead ends.

The air smells of iron and

crushed flowers.

People will do anything.

They will cut the hands off children.

Children will do anything—

In the hole is everything.

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