Wednesday, 14 February 2018

14th February 2018

morning frost
littering the ground
paint chips

© Rachel Green 2018

memorising phrases
that were seventies dialogue
for use in a novel.
Were we really that racist
in everyday language?
I cringe at the TV shows
that celebrated the casual
dismissal of immigrants.
The first people in Britain
were black, apparantly,
so where does that leave the fascists
who control everything.
My neighbour is from Handsworth.
He doesn't want to go back.

© Rachel Green 2018

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