poMotion poetry

A MOTHER, MIND YOU

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“You’ll have to disassemble that stroller
while you’re on the bus”

“Ah. Come on”

“. . . or get out, here”

“OK”

A few minutes later
Half a mile from the stop
She unfolds the stroller
Driver stops the bus
Reiterates to “Disassemble the stroller
or get out
or I’ll call the cops”

“Call ’em!”

It’s 11:30 late night
Cops come
Bus leaves
Mother and 2 offspring
one a baby
one a young woman
All three red
No ID
Not necessary
Allowed to leave
Then
‘on second thought’
Harassed
Arrest is eminent
All three flee
Daughter with sister in arms
Mother captured and detained
5 days without charge
Swollen babyless breasts
Hog-tied, pepper sprayed in jail
Her baby’s grandfather walks the streets
Peripatetically
with a cane
Permanently pained
by the same police brutality

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Written by lickmypoetry

April 14, 2010 at 8:12 am

Posted in poem, Random

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  1. truer words never been spoken sunshine-well said

    julie mccurdy

    May 31, 2010 at 12:58 pm


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