the queen is dead

Ukraine being bombed to hell 

China painting Hong Kong red

no one in the world can stop it 

now the queen is dead 

#katyamills

draw

the will of the people cannot always 

prevail. we see this in Hong Kong even in the States 

where capitalism fights democracy

to a draw

#katyamills

#hk

hong kong. never too far 

from my thoughts

all the action in my country

where i am caught. and you

my sister. so far, far away i write this letter 

if only to say

we love you

we will not let them bring you down

may we laugh and hold hands may we

fight this together

always be free in our

hearts

hk

i cannot turn my eyes from an honorable cause

collective awareness forever half-whole. the internet
a consciousness blender. unevolved practices
pulled to the surface

 

we cannot turn our eyes we

get up at dawn to see

unsavory brutal old things hiding inside the
lobster traps while the hull rises and falls off the swells

like a breath

the waistcoat of mature regimes sweating the heart

suffering the people to a punishing
high blood pressure and panic in the
streets

hk. never give in. never
give up

our hearts beat alongside

yours

hk is special

the west and east have always been mirrors. one
sees its autonomy and corruption by the
other. sees its purity and constriction
by the other. sees its integration
in the rare and magical city
where reflections dissolve
and berlin may be
envious

hk. hong
kong

hk.hk

we see our flags in your streets we see

   your movement like ours

over 200 years past

could not

     cannot be

denied

hk.hk.hk

love hk. 4 what will

not can not

be assimilated

like you

love your own uniqueness

love hk

hk

we see our flags in your streets we see 

 your movement like ours

could not   

 cannot be 

denied

hk

love hk. 4 what will not cannot be assimilated like you love your own uniqueness. love hk

today an ICE agent

tomorrow an angel in hell

Second only to the FBI in its investigative reach, deep in the pockets of American taxpayers, the Immigration and Customs Enforcement agency laid its golden egg and hatched its controversial plans to rid the country of more than just illegals in the year of dear god!  twenty seventeen. Compliments to the chef. They were cooking up some marvelous remoulade to curry bipartisan favor with faux headlines and fear mongering, from here to Hong Kong. Political showmanship prospered out of the loins of homeland insecurity. ICE agents darkened your town hall and mine, to show all communities that they exist, in the depths of adversarial detachment and unavailability. Showing those who have put forth the largest parts of themselves and their lives toward anything of any substance, the door.

luckily the way of the world prevails

I think now more about the one who is there where I was. And how I might support them. Where might they come from to have arrived here? I actually think by listening to my heartbeat, in and out of synch with the many hearts, and watching thus I learn so much of interest. This last part I am saying in my head or you, in yours. Meet me in between the pages, read to me, in our eyes the fires of silence, our lips at night tremble to face the dawn. We seem to have a connection that travels farther still, resplendent through a fog which always dissipates.We share the chill that gives way to the fiercest sunrise, softest where we met, to ever rinse off the earth! Again, we fall in love.