I drop my tool belt loaded with hammer, nails, tape measure, my family’s picture
at Christmas. As I am shuffled to the car images come to me: of my two year-
old shrieking her welcome as she wraps her little arms round my legs; of my
eldest, now at university, so proud of her, of me for getting her there; of the
eyes of my wife, my lover still, when I tell her I won’t be coming home. The
littlest will forget, the eldest’s heart will be forever heavy, mi amor will be
broken. Every cell in my body collides into every other, crescendoing into
unbearable motion. Silently I say, “adios.”
Winter leaves bare space
snow-filled air freezes ghost white
icicles shatter
Thomas Holman and ICE are amerika’s Nazi stormtroopers. Under the OC (Orange Cabal), it’s just a matter of moments before they start shooting immigrants or other non-Aryans whenever they damn well feel like it. If people don’t believe that, then they’re in denial. Look ar the German people as the Third Reich was rising.
Write your congressmen and protest the cruel selection of deportees and treatment of them and their families.