Citizen of the internet age, and everything has changed.
Some still say fighting injustice is a losing battle
But citizens of the internet age needed to
as they figured out msn messenger
@GiggleGirl123, and years later
Leads to a Mississippi prison abolition conference
with lonely hotel rooms and people craving to physically bond
Five bullet holes in the public library when you return to work Monday morning
Five bullet holes and gaslighting by other women
“you’re not tough enough”
“You don’t make sense”
“you are not alone at night, you are protected by men with guns”,
— leering at you in their security guard costumes
watching the way you move
weapons enforce the fear. The system.
Leering contrasted by the man who gives you a hug
pulling out his detox paperwork, says
You saved his life.
You can’t accept that credit, but you do because he wants you to have it.
Trying to grab some heroin late on a Sunday night in the dead of winter
We all have access to The Weapons
us, Citizens of the internet age
observing stray bullets flying
Into the public domain of knowledge
Shattered glass, books that remain unphased on the shelves.
no one is looking at them when there is shattered glass in the carpet.
No one is looking at the people spending a lifetime in a physical 5 x 5 space, sleeping next to their toilet that doesn’t work
because they were looking for heroin on a Sunday night in the winter
People become books
Containers of knowledge the public isn’t reading.
Sitting alone while “”“action””” happens on the outside.
Pain is a panacea for rebuttals
the people isolated in cells
Hear whispers of this while
Focus goes to the shattered glass, saying,
((Staying up all night to finish knitting a blanket
A blanket large enough to cover the 5 x 5 space))
Photo: “Eastern States Penitentiary- Looking Thru The Door” by Bob Jagendorf is licensed under CC BY-NC 2.0