my daughter sends me a video
of my granddaughter sleeping
her eyes are fluttering in dream
her mouth is working working
but the thing that hits me first
is her pose there in her bassinet
lying flat on her back left arm raised
her tiny fist clenched silent and defiant
(on the days i keep her we have read
Marx, Freire, and The John Carlos Story
we’ve watched Ali and Baldwin on YouTube
and listened to Morisson on the white gaze)
my radical five-month-old granddaughter
dreaming wordlessly of the 1968 Olympics
already announcing at the end of her tiny arm
Recommended: Americans Who Tell the Truth
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