My Birthright is Rage
I am so consumed with subtle rage.
I feel it clogged in my pores,
wedged in the creases of my bones.
It is caught in my teeth and settled in the lines of my smile.
I shouldn't be this angry all the time;
He contributed directly to the cultural environment that made participation in deportations, discrimination, and ultimately genocide seem moral and patriotic.
I am.
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