nicole blackman

you don't trade money here
you trade information and skin

right now there are thousands of forgotten people 
trying to remember you

children are killed because they write
an enemy's name backwards on the wall

young girls tie ribbons around their slender throats
trying to keep their heads on

chocolate boy walks to ice cream truck for vanilla cone
is shot dead three times
this city kills its young


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