by ANOHNI
Peace is secrecy. Peace is privacy. Peace is anonymity. Peace creeps through the darkness, and predators cannot see me,
cannot smell me. Peace navigates by starlight, by intuition. Peace destroys surveillance, collapses AI, puts its advocates to death. Peace foresees revolution. He is feminist. Peace hastens the trajectory of terminal disease and provides abortions to teenage girls.
Peace screams with joy. She pops out with baby seahorses. Peace has sharp teeth that shine at night. Peace dances in Gaza’s fields of rubble. She circulates in gaping, buried mouths, and comforts rotting teeth. Peace infuses each placenta with lightning. Peace dares you to kill her, and pities you when you do. Peace remembers everything. She is egalitarian. She hates stasis. These days peace mostly watches. She murmurs with the termites, deep in the Borneo rainforest. Another time, she had AIDS and jumped in front of a subway train. Another…