If you got hiv, say aids. If you a girl,Anders Carlson-Wee
say you’re pregnant––nobody gonna lower
themselves to listen for the kick. People
passing fast. Splay your legs, cock a knee
funny. It’s the littlest shames they’re likely
to comprehend. Don’t say homeless, they know
you is. What they don’t know is what opens
a wallet, what stops em from counting
what they drop. If you’re young say younger.
Old say older. If you’re crippled don’t
flaunt it. Let em think they’re good enough
Christians to notice. Don’t say you pray,
say you sin. It’s about who they believe
they is. You hardly even there.
Here is the comment from The Nations's editors about the comment:
disparaging and ableist language ...
As poetry editors, we hold ourselves responsible for the ways in which the work we select is received. We made a serious mistake by choosing to publish the poem “How-To.” We are sorry for the pain we have caused to the many communities affected by this poem. We recognize that we must now earn your trust back.
More to the story, from Wikipedia: "In 2018, the magazine published a poem entitled "How-To" by Anders Carlson-Wee; written in the voice of a homeless man, it made use of black vernacular, which was controversial as Carlson-Wee was white and promoted criticism by some [...]. The Nation's two poetry editors [...] issued an apology for publishing the poem, the first such action ever taken by the magazine."