A Sonnet For Stanley Tookie Williams Poem by Evie Shockley

A Sonnet For Stanley Tookie Williams

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All month this country has careened toward cold
and winter's celebrations: what a star
announced—a birth—and then a chance to fold
a year away, pull one fresh from the drawer,

if not clean, well, unworn. in just a few
months arrives the ice-hot day of the dead-
come-back-to-life—time then to ask how new
and re- beginnings differ. mary bled

for the december miracle, as some-
one must. did you imagine sacrifice
as you called the crips to life? did they come,
those youngbloods, at the crackling of your voice,

like lazarus to christ? vigilant night.
on the road to san quentin, candlelight.

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Evie Shockley

Evie Shockley

Nashville / Tennessee / United States
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