Saturday, December 13, 2014

Torture Song, tanka sequence

Torture Song

I saw my face
in a cell at Guantanamo
his genitals, my government

I saw my face
in Ferguson right after
being shot…
a commanding surge blasted
through the streets

I saw my face
in a man selling cigarettes
on a NYC street corner
screaming I can’t breathe,
and I can’t breathe

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