Weather In My Ribs: ICE

I’ve written a little poem with which I am quite pleased. That’s not a common occurrence. It wasn’t one that was scheduled in the queue, waiting to be published. Instead, it was one that occurred to me as an image as I, like many, watched the terrible events in Minnesota unfold. I can’t imagine living in those circumstances, with one’s own government actively committing acts that seem intended to inspire terror.

Here were some brief thoughts:

ICE

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