Monday, May 13, 2019

day EIGHT HUNDRED and FORTY FOUR


The Politics of Living: Which Side Are You Gonna Take?

While you listen to rap with closed windows
There is a man being shot in the streets
Blood stained skin and red and blue lights flicker like stardust in the background

You tell me I am lovely and ask if I speak English
While the children are being lit up with toxic fumes for loving their native tongue

You do not offer me a place at the table
But instead, ask to wipe your mouth on my sleeve
And I will let you, with a smile
Because that’s the American way

--Hannah M. Tyree

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