Breaking knee-caps with hammers
2009

 

I dream of my dead grandmother
Her face even older, yet with my eyes
At their most intense
She tell me that Milena is an angel
I don’t know how I feel about angels
But I awake with dread and fear
For my sister’s safety
For the first time in months of her travel

In the 2 days after the dream
Milena squeezes past death
Falling out of a raft on a class-V Uganda river
Going down a waterfall
And almost having her home robbed

Six people were murdered in the robbings
“…the thugs broke people's knees using hammers.
The thugs were able to get past the gates by pretending to be electricians.
Josephine, our house girl, confirmed that a group of electricians had come to our house on Monday afternoon but that she refused to let them in.”

Her email makes me nauseous
Thinking of my sister’s beautiful kneecaps.

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