an american sentence for troy davis
September 23, 2008
What’s injected into one person is injected into us all.
This is my American Sentence for Troy Davis. Rethabile has asked that we write American Sentences today as a way of protesting Davis’ execution. Poetry most likely will not change what will happen to Troy, but it does allow us to keep from being silent about what’s going to happen to Troy. And, by extension, to us all.
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We must always take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented.
– Elie Wiesel
I have counted myself among the silent more often than I care to admit.
– Dana Guthrie Martin
my american sentences
August 21, 2008
Harley Davidson: brush your teeth, call it a shower, lets ride baby.
my american sentences
March 20, 2008
Beyond the cherry trees, a wet Bank of America parking lot.
my american sentences
December 22, 2007
Someone’s written “No” all over the elevator walls: No, No, No.
my american sentences
December 20, 2007
Just when I’ve settled into the short days, the days start getting longer.
my american sentences
December 19, 2007
I shall evict my uterus for raising a ruckus inside me.
(Yes, it’s that time of the month. TMI. Deal with it.)
my american sentences
December 18, 2007
Tonight all the leaves skitter across the streets like rodents, so I swerve.
my american sentences
December 17, 2007
Say I’m not the only one who drools on the bathroom floor while flossing.
my american sentences
December 16, 2007
I hold my hands to light as if light could help me understand my hands.
my american sentences
December 15, 2007
(I’m not going on a complete break. I’ve decided to start writing my daily American Sentences again and to share them here. That is all — carry on.)
The speculum inside me cranks me as open as I’ve ever been.
This is my blog wherein I, Dana Guthrie Martin, write things and stuff. Most of the time, writing and I hobble along in a sort of three-legged race where there is no finish line. (more...)
The possibility of the poem exists in communication. — Sam Hamill
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beg, borrow, but don't steal
This work is licensed under Creative Commons. If you don’t credit Dana (by using her full name and preferably by linking back to the appropriate post) for however you copy, distribute, transmit or adapt her words, you are being bad. And naughty. And she will have her servant monkeys hunt you down and cut your hands off so you can never copy, distribute, transmit or adapt anyone’s work again and call it your own.
(Unless, of course, you were to use your butt cheeks to manipulate your keyboard with the copying, distributing, transmitting, adapting and whatnot, but Dana fortunately has only met one person whose butt cheeks are that talented. He could play a major third on a piano using nothing but his ass. She kids you not.).
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flick, flick, flick
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i cannot be bought
