Dear all,
sadly I am unable to tape and upload video as we are still setting up here, but here is my writing remix.
sadly I am unable to tape and upload video as we are still setting up here, but here is my writing remix.
Forgetting the border
We are
settlers
On land that
is not ours
I sit, ass on concrete, wind chilling skin through clothes,
the steady zoom and surge of cars at my back.
Forgetting the border
We are
settlers
On land that
is not ours
"It's not a pretty beach" I usually
warn visitors, so their expectations are not too high. This
is no place for bougie hipsters to drink overpriced coffee in the sun.
Forgetting the border
We are
settlers
On land that
is not ours
I can't imagine the possibility that I might see
boats, rafts, people coming in out of the horizon.
Forgetting the border
We are
settlers
On land that
is not ours
I exhale
As I stand here. As we do this. People are risking
their lives to save their lives. Right now. Always. Pelican. Flies. Across.
Sky.
Yet this government says no to refugees
No to the boats in the far north
No to the children
No to the parents
No to all who are not white
Many of us came in thinking we could live here
Just like them
We realised soon we cannot
But we pretend
Forgetting the border
We are
settlers
On land that
is not ours
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