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On Surviving an ICE Raid Without Health Insurance
They came for me at noon. I was eating tuna fish and
crackers, had just spread the relish carefully when my
front door exploded. The men, a stream of skully masks
and military contraband, barked a stream of orders nobody
could understand. Held my little Bassett hound at gunpoint
just for kicks. It didn’t really work: he got exhausted
running willy-nilly there between the leather trees,
the jungle of their boots. Kept hollering a storm, the baby
just wanted to play. “Shut him up,” the leader said,
a Christmas tree with ammo belts, then leaned back
on the trigger. A crack, a smell of phosphorus, then
everything was wind. I woke up in a field of blood, bullets
spread around like grain, my best friend licking at the wound
that didn’t even hurt. The roof was gone, you could see
the sky spread out for miles. Walked out on the front porch,
the mailman handed me my life.
They came for me at noon. I was eating tuna fish and
crackers, had just spread the relish carefully when my
front door exploded. The men, a stream of skully masks
and military contraband, barked a stream of orders nobody
could understand. Held my little Bassett hound at gunpoint
just for kicks. It didn’t really work: he got exhausted
running willy-nilly there between the leather trees,
the jungle of their boots. Kept hollering a storm, the baby
just wanted to play. “Shut him up,” the leader said,
a Christmas tree with ammo belts, then leaned back
on the trigger. A crack, a smell of phosphorus, then
everything was wind. I woke up in a field of blood, bullets
spread around like grain, my best friend licking at the wound
that didn’t even hurt. The roof was gone, you could see
the sky spread out for miles. Walked out on the front porch,
the mailman handed me my life.