I am a single miniscule grain of
sand
dying of thirst in a desert of nearly 2 million other insignificant
specks
Entire beaches of silica swallowed
whole by America’s incarceration monstrosity called
Prison
Reformatory
Jail
Secure Detention Facility
Penitentiary
House of Corrections
Land of the Lost
The infinite granite walls a hard
Shell
clamping down, locking us in
We see behind the concrete curtain
watching in horror as
the great and terrible
administrative wizards wind & grind
the inner machinations of the
System
spineless, heartless, cold-blooded as an
Oyster
My burden: to try to fix the broken by
writing
grievances, kites, letters,
fiction, appeals, essays and
Poems
(like this one)
I’m only one speck of sand
creating a little friction
a minor irritation to the Goliath leviathan
But maybe someday I’ll be a
Pearl.