If I kill a cop (a repost)

If I kill a cop it will be because “I feared for my life”: because I saw a gun, because I thought I saw a gun, because he was reaching for a gun that I never saw and was never there, because he was approaching me, because I heard a sound. Or, more likely, because […] […]

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Teach Us to Number Our Days In the old neighborhood, each funeral parlor is more elaborate than the last. The alleys smell of cops, pistols bumping their thighs, each chamber steeled with a slim blue bullet.   Low-rent balconies stacked to the sky. A boy plays tic-tac-toe on a moon crossed by TV antennae, dreams […]

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Black Every Friday

I hate to admit that I watched a tiny bit of local news this week. I saw plenty of coverage of the Planned Parenthood “shooter”, the San Bernadino “attacks” and the Chicago protests….. but NOTHING in regards to the case of the inhuman Daniel Holtzclaw. Not a peep. In short, Holtzclaw is/was a POLICE OFFICER […]

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