Monday, July 20, 2015

for those tanka sequence

for those who
borrowed lines from a poem
there was shame
and a skull tattooed
on their foreheads

for those who
crossed a river barefoot
there was laughter
and a dry spot on a boulder
a hug and a kiss on the cheek

for those who 
accused their ancestors 
of producing sugar
there were machetes waving 
in a sea of indifference


for those who
tucked their children in
there were bees
and butterflies tickling
their noses

for those who 
recorded sound in space
there was a lesson 
in coming back 
they'll never forget

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