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06/22/19: Goodnight Concrete, Goodnight Wire, Goodnight Freedom, Hello Fire

June 22, 2019 iambanapestasylum seekers, border, cages, child detention, concentration camp, concrete beds, furnace, hell, human history, ICE, limerick, overcrowding, pens, poem, poetry, Sealy, secondhand, Trump

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06/20/19: Anybody Know How to Say “Arbeit Macht Frei” in Spanish?

June 20, 2019 iambanapestarbeit macht frei, border, concentration camp, family separation, ICE, limerick, poem, poetry, Trump, Trump-brand hotels, unaccompanied minorsLeave a comment

05/26/19: Always Carry Spare Change in Your Pocket When You Visit the Southern Border

May 26, 2019 iambanapestcamps, children, coins, dead, death, dimes, dying in custody, eyelids, golf, GOP, handicap, ICE, immigrants, kids, limerick, migrants, moral philosophy, poem, poetry, putt, Republicans, shit happens, Trump

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04/11/19: Don’t You Love How They Do Jazz Hands Each Time They Zip-Tie Someone?

April 11, 2019April 11, 2019 iambanapestchild separation, guardian angels, Hollywood ending, hope, ICE, It's A Wonderful Life, kindness, limerick, National Poetry Month, poem, poetry, thespians, TrumpLeave a comment

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04/08/19: Don’t Worry, Toots, You’ll Be Commentating on Fox News in No Time

April 8, 2019April 8, 2019 iambanapest"mean", clean, ICE, ice queen, jackboots, Kirstjen Nielsen, limerick, National Poetry Month, poem, poetry, Terpsichore, Trump, valedictionLeave a comment

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08/28/18: Big Deal—I No Longer Have Any Idea Why My Mother Looked Like, Except I Know She Had Great Hair

August 28, 2018August 28, 2018 iambanapestfamily separation, flag etiquette, forgetting one's mother's face, ICE, knots, limerick, mace, nation gutting, poetry, Space Force, tots, TrumpLeave a comment

07/22/18: You Can’t Call them Rug Rats If They Live in Cages (or in Marble Halls)

July 22, 2018July 22, 2018 iambanapestall cuff/no cuddle, Border Patrol, ICE, immigrant children, limerick, love thyself as thou wouldst hate any random child, my children, poetry, the dinginess of the hate-grained heart, TrumpLeave a comment

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