Dear Edward Snowden
September 12, 2016Open Letter by J.p. Lawrence
I don’t know if I would have done what you did under the same circumstances.
I don’t know if I would have done what you did under the same circumstances.
I don’t believe we get to pick and choose whose struggle for civil rights we align ourselves with.
How could you be so creative, so powerful, so prolific? Do you know what you did to me?
Please, tell me I am not the only mother, only wife setting the night table for my dead.
One time I do skip one, but Mamma and Mr. Leon are on the blanket smiling at each other and don’t see.
If there's a thread that binds us, I believe it’s hope, reasonable or not, for a kind of saving grace.
Verbs begin to spiral from her mouth and coil outward into the sky.