Outside Stateville Correctional Center

They watch us, the convicts
drooped on the fences—as we,
the young boys, over and back,
detassel corn in an unmarked field.
Unnerved by the wire and the towers,
we watch them, the convicts,
out of the corners of our eyes,
drooped on the fences, our forearms
shredded by leaves.

Published: Apple Valley Review, Vol. 17, No. 2 / Fall 2022

Image: Milad Fakurian on Unsplash

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