Working Class Love Poem

Eileen Myles and Jill Soloway hold hands at the Gathering of the Juggalos / sometime between Attila and Immortal Technique / on the Big Top Stage. The sun sets / over Legend Valley. Epaulets come and go / but wicked clown love is 4ever.

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Sara Bess grew up in the rural mid-south but she doesn't live there anymore. She wrote this poem on the clock at her call center job where she makes poverty wages. You can visit her at sarabess.zone