Minneapolis 2026
that was the year
for us of getting away with
mercy
one set of lungs would
deflate into a whistle
and then another
till we defeated
silence
green government men
gifted us green air
to choke on
till we were green
as them
growing up
our bad guys were
Soviets or Decepticons
not from here
not like us
in that raw year
we watched faceless Americans fire
half a score of bullets
till Alex was no more
to them
than a burden
of protein
on the icy sidewalk
and a trinity of bullets
into Renee till she was Good
and dead
we cried
you and I
involuntary tears
they had guns
we had cameras
it wasn’t a fair fight
for them