aztec, new mexico

aztec, new mexico                                    December 7, 2017
i wish i had believed
that this can’t happen here
for then i could pretend
shock and unpreparedness
but here and here and here
is every where and anywhere
and violence only and always
begets more violence
here and here and here
because there and there and there
are really here and here and here
violence has no locality
but knows the geography
of power hungry hearts
in every specificity

the personal is always political
and the political always personal

i wait for my child
my living, blue-eyed child
i don’t tell her
our home-town news
is drenched
in children’s blood

About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. I'm kinda-sorta busy being a student again; this time I signed myself up for a bizarre torture known as Graduate School. Theoretically in 4ish years I'll have earned some more nice letters to put with my name. Let's face it, I'm addicted to learning and probably need rehab to restore me to sanity and remove the obsession to read books. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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