Tuesday, December 1, 2015

25/52: harvest

thinking of the prisoner
who had reconciled himself to a life in Angola

we can reconcile ourselves to anything -
adapt to it
and make it ours.

he had no children.
no one to remember him.

he learned to paint -
he wanted to make art
and give it to people who would

take it away with them.
away from Angola.
to living rooms with big screen TVs
and ottomans.

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