He told me once, “I get what he’s going for, but saying that poetry saves lives is an insult to people who actually save lives.”

Let there not be another story
about some awkward one night stand
until there is one single reporter
who can take Michael Hastings’ place.

Everybody’s sick of love poems.
Everybody
including me.

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