White woman Dirty blonde -Literally- Enormous glasses Reads Kindle in juror box Bailiff Five foot nothing Chest reads “Saenz” Approaches “Put that away” She is not smiling Big Glasses mumbles But with a tone unmissable “It’s just a book” Is that white privilege Or Just Being An asshole?
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Juror Poem #1: Instinct
Frog faced and large He worked in security Divorced “I live alone” he said, finally Salt and pepper hair Short around the ears and neck Black suit — cheap No tie When asked by the impossibly-nasal-voiced prosecutor Could he judge the case based on the evidence He replied “I have a friend in human resources …
O San Gabriels
Turning north, you come into view, O San Gabriels, and I am strengthened.
