Baby I got your back. No need
to run. No need to hide. This
is history. Peace time. Love
spread wide‎. Dance with me.

Dance with him. Dance with
your sister, your Mother,
your grand, old aunt. Dance
and don’t cry. Dance until

your bones tire, and sweat
fills your shoes. Dance.
Dance. Dance. Don’t talk
please even for a few minutes

about masses spread on that
border fence, four women,
a man in cosmetics
shot at Macy’s.

 

Indran Amirthanayagam, September 25, 2016

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