Kaveh Akbar, "Calling a Wolf a Wolf"

“I’ve given this coldness many names, thinking if it had a name it would have a solution; thinking if I called a wolf a wolf I might dull its fangs. I carried the coldness like a diamond for years, holding it close near as blood until one day I woke and it was fully inside me, both of us ruined and unrecognizable, two coins on a train track the train crushed into one.”