No Pens in the Pen

in the middle of the uprising

all the inmates

in all the jails and prisons

picked up their shanks

stuck them


to the page

in the enormous

echoing silence

they spilled

the charcoaled baby oil


of their truths

authenticity authored


cell to cell

shackle and chain

up and down the range

and the wardens



the guards

issued the edict

“More shanks!

Incite a riot.

All this truth-telling

does not serve

our purpose.”


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