#PoemYourCity                              May 16, 2018
or, on his birthday was trending
how do i write of my city
–oh, enchanted albuquerque,
on stolen, blood-soaked land
with your spacious beauty
and open hands holding me–
when my love is 8,000 miles away
and my heartless country
won’t grant a visa for entry
without a blood-soaked sacrifice
to the harsh god of amerikkkan cash?

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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2 Responses to #PoemYourCity

  1. reminded me of one I wrote about my city, Christchurch, after the earthquake…

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