Which lines from the poem “Facing It” best reflect the narrator’s struggle between his desire to maintain control and the strong emotions that he feels? A. I’m stone. I’m flesh.
My clouded reflection eyes me

B. I turn that way—I’m inside
the Vietnam Veterans Memorial

C. I touch the name Andrew Johnson;
I see the boo trap’s white flash.

D. Brushstrokes flash, a red bird’s
wings cutting across my stare.