Safe and Secure

“I just want us all to feel safe and secure…”

You wanna know what would make me feel safe and secure?

If I could trust that your people weren’t eager to

probe our vaginas with wands, that you weren’t sticking pens up in there to legislate what can and cannot be in me.

I would feel ‘safe and secure’ if I knew that education wasn’t about to be dismantled

or that you weren’t selling out our country to Russia.

Or that we will all still have clean drinking water.

Houses to live in that we can afford.

I would feel “Safe and Secure” knowing that our country still had scientists and doctors left to do their work unimpeded.

I would feel “safe and secure” if I knew that kids weren’t going to go hungry.

I would feel “safe and secure” knowing that no one working hard and struggling was getting deported on a whim of your pen.

I would feel ‘safe and secure’ if you called straight young white male Christian terrorists on their shit and kept guns out of their hands.

Safe and secure. Safe and secure, my ass.

Do you know what those words mean when 2/3rd of the country can’t sleep at night afraid to look at the news in the morning because of what you’ve destroyed?

Safe and secure while we play china shop to your bull and shit?

I don’t wanna feel safe, I wanna be safe.

Mother Earth is not safe in yours or your henchmens’ hands–

as you begin a constant torture and rape. Burrowing weak men’s holes into her,

filling her with metal and dust and your limp rage.

I wanna be safe in the knowledge that my body belongs to me,

that my brothers and sisters are free to love, free to work, free to live, free to read, free to travel, free to be

how ever they see fit just as long as it hurts no one and that

and that

is what will make us secure.

About Margaret Elysia Garcia

Margaret Elysia Garcia is the author of short story ebook collection Sad Girls and Other Stories, and the audiobook Mary of the Chance Encounters, and the co-founder and lead playwright of Las Pachucas, theatrical troupe. She teaches creative writing and theatre in a California state prison.
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