Saturday 16 May 2009

To and From an Abu Ghraib Survivor

I am terribly distressed, words are imprisoned in my throat, I am their detainee no.O - Zero. I can't write anything, my hands are tied...I feel nothing, my skin is numb.

More cover up from Abu Ghraib. I need to spit it out, but I am stuck, am stuck for now. I can only offer a mirror play tonight.