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Scattering the March

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I was not beaten
but the boy beside me was.
He broke stride, stumbled,
the sticks circled over him,
corralling him into their world.
I met his eyes and lip-read
“run,” a whisper
engulfed in sirens.
       I slowed down
in an unknown neighborhood,
a street of watch repairers,
tinsmiths, tailors sitting
cross-legged in dim windows
staring at lacquered Singers
like men whose eyes
are lost in a fire,
and I ducked past them
glancing sideways
in deep pity because I’d been
a step away from freedom.

D. Nurkse, “Scattering the March” from The Rules of Paradise (New York: Four Way Books, 2001). Used by permission of Four Way Books.
Source: The Rules of Paradise (Four Way Books, 2001)
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