One of my patients had a little paper pamphlet of poems in her room titled “poems for brother donald”. Before long another one showed up, this time jacketed with orange paper rather than yellow and titled “meter for mama”. There were little pen illustrations in both pamphlets beneath some of the poems. With permission i …
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A Poem
My heart is broken for the aggressors that never chose aggression, the fugitives that never imagined themselves without roots, the thinkers that have fallen silent as they’ve noted that to disagree is to invite violence. My heart is broken for the death rattle filmed as the streets are painted crimson and cluttered with pieces of …