We painted Ru de la SantéBy guillotine.Scheunenvietel glittered with violence. We turned the soil of Choeung Ekto plant bonesMississippi trees bore strange fruit We turned Kigali sanctuaryto Tutsi cemetery.American streets are safer than her wombs. We are the riotous, genocidal lynchers.Map lines cross and change, blood-thirsty people stay the same. We shouted–crucify himwhen it was […]