Sharon Doubiago: Jesus was a Terrorist
“The most important deficiency in the U.S. counterterrorism policy has been the failure to address the root causes of terrorism.” Philip C. Wilcox Jr., former US Ambassador at Large and … Continue reading →
Sharon Doubiago: Maybe the Revolution
I love your poem insisting good will return, we have to have faith. But now is bad. At the Foreign Film Festival Awards the filmmaker of The Road to … Continue reading →
Sharon Doubiago: Bombed
I lie behind your face looking up in the dark. Am earth. Was me. Am I around the world, precisely you. For a second we know not plane … Continue reading →
Sharon Doubiago: Bagdad, April 17, 2003
I wake in the night to my father, the end of the world again. Lightning strikes, rain pours down our bombs. I confess I want to live. I want—bomb … Continue reading →
Sharon Doubiago: Free Him
“My real name or Dakota name is Tate Wicuwa, Wind That Chases the Sun.” — Leonard Peltier You bring into his cell Crazy Horse’s white Appaloosa. He lowers his … Continue reading →
Sharon Doubiago: Mass Execution of Aboriginal Children of the Mohawk Residential School, Brantford, Ontario, 1943
. when you were five when you were kidnapped from your family and imprisoned in Kamloops when I was two when the Nazis when Babi Yar when I was five … Continue reading →
Sharon Doubiago: I Am My Brother’s Keeper
[ed. note: This is the preface to The Visit by Sharon Doubiago, published by Wild Ocean Press] Jack Retasket is a Native American/Canadian Shuswap-Lillooet (Statlmx) survivor of Kamloops Indian Residential … Continue reading →
Sharon Doubiago: Abu Ghraib. Guantanamo Bay
You can’t unring the bell, he admonished, meaning 1948, Israel. So all these bells are ringing, Nazi, Kamakazi waves out into the universe forever and I have seen you, as … Continue reading →