Run. Find your whole, 				      	
hole in & dig. No past here, 
invisible–thought you were hidden but
suddenly you’re seen 
even in the dark. 
Dirt under your nails
tunneling through deep history–
no longer privileged to work for the privileged
signs of arrival and departure everywhere
hanging over the revolving door 
that takes you in or out–
waking to face yourself shadowed
living hide & seek
lost and found on both sides 
of a wall in a country 
you’re unsure of 
w/o papers to explain 
you’re already home.


for the immigrants
from ‘Life on Earth’ (Omerta Publications)
and published in ‘Overthrowing Capitalism-Reclaiming Community - Volume 6’