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By Robert Knox


Ask me

what i think about Nazis protesting the housing

of homeless immigrants in a motel in Kingston, Mass

and i will tell you that a motel in Kingston has seldom, if ever,

been put to so good a use

it is not to Kingston, that harmless add-on to better known neighboring Plymouth, America's so-called hometown,

that i address my outrage,

but to the debasement of public morality

the corrupting of values

that allows for the fermentation and public expression

of base moral stupidity

when last have we said, pleaded, "C'mon America, you're better than this?" is it that we no longer believe that the people of this country

are no better than the criminals

of those other eras, that in other troubled times,

burned down an Irish orphanage,

judicially murdered Italian immigrants in Massachusetts

for a crime they did not commit

broke into a jail and lynched immigrants in Louisiana

bombed a daycare center in Oklahoma

and killed, killed, killed Black Americans all across the regions

now confidently expected to vote the color of blood

next Tuesday

I am ready to forgive Florida, forgive Texas,

they know not what they do, though they sure as well ought to,

but i cannot bring myself to cut any slack

to the ghouls of Massachusetts who on All Hallows Eve

showed us that true horrors

once more walk upon the landscape of "The Crucible."


Robert Knox is a poet, fiction writer, and correspondent for The Boston Globe. His novel, Suosso's Lane treats the Plymouth MA origins of the infamous Sacco and Vanzetti case. His collection of linked short stories, House Stories was published last year. He is also a contributing editor to Verse-Virtual, an online poetry journal, and he has published two poetry chapbooks. He writes from Quincy, MA.


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