West Mesa Women
west mesa women
dead
no killed
killed and left behind
not forgotten by familias
mothers and daughters
come on TV
we love her
we miss her
we wont forget her
we never forgot her
even when TV ignored our cries
the killer ignored her cries
newspaper columnist
a woman
brownest thing on the masthead
writes how TV reporters
went to families
requested responses
to police officials finding
mother/daughter/sister remains
mothers/daughters/sisters have no comment now
cuz when they asked TV
to broadcast fotos and films of
their mothers/daughters/sisters’ faces
TV asked
Where’s the story?
What’s the angle?
TV said
Television is an expensive media…
The Albuquerque market…
we want to lock up cops who say
You didn’t report her missing
Well, not right away
and they’re right
until she appeared on the cover of The Albuquerque Journal
we wouldn’t have known her
if we had passed her on the street
maybe we did pass her on the street
if we’re honest with ourselves
we can admit
we probably passed her on the street
passed
walked by
walked on by
kept on going
cuz we do that
sometimes we just walk by
we don’t know how to help
don’t know what to say
what to do
or we choose not to
do anything
she’s choosing
she chose
she left her parents’ house
her husband’s home
left her baby girl in front of the TV
left her boy at the sitter’s
and she walked
but why did she walk?
why would we leave
our loving mothers
protective fathers
supportive sisters
understanding brothers
strong men
innocent babies?
why would we
go out with people
who don’t respect us
take drugs
sell our bodies?
maybe
mom turned her eyes
at the same time uncle put his
on my
maybe
dad left long ago
and i want to finally find him
maybe
the teachers
kept assigning homework
and didn’t read the notes in the margins
help me
i’m scared
i don’t know what to do
maybe
the babies wouldn’t stop crying
they just cried all the time
for everything
even when we asked
begged
for them to stop
just
stop
maybe
they didn’t stop until we
placed our hands on their little mouths
little mouths so close to little noses
maybe they stopped cold
left us with nothing but hot fear
we still couldn’t hear
ourselves think
until we smoked a little
drank a little
just a little
for a little while
maybe we just needed
a time out
that’s when he came
around the corner
with a kind smile
smooth words
cool wheels
slow drive
to the west side
maybe he listened
for one moment
someone listened to me
before he screamed at me
bruised me
broke me
pushed my bones into dirt
drowned my breath
with west side dust
In December, I attended a vigil to remember a young woman who died from a drug overdose hours after being released from police custody. I had never met her. Her girlfriend's mother invited me.
Family, friends, community individuals, and organizations, especially Young Women United, began gathering in the young woman's name to press for changes in policies to benefit others, especially other young women. Some of the changes we have been seeking are: drug treatment on demand, rehabilitation not incarceration, and for the jail to stop releasing people in the middle of the night and not allowing folks to call someone to pick them up before being released downtown.
There was another vigil in January. By February's vigil, a woman was walking her dog on Albuquerque's West Mesa when it found a hip bone. By the time the official search ended in April, 11 sets of women's and one fetus' bones had been found. Seven women have been identified.
Also, there are still at least 13 women considered missing. Some of the women who have been identified from the West Mesa were on a list of local missing women compiled between 2001 and 2006 by the Albuquerque Police Department. There is some feeling that police did not do enough--or do enough early enough--to find the women. Also, family and friends went to mainstream media to publicize their loved one being missing but received little to no help.
A woman who has been working with the families of the murdered and missing women suggested that the community come together this month to celebrate in the name of the women. This past Sunday, the vigil was a picnic.
I will update as...now I hear on the radio about George Sadini (sp?) killing 3 women and wounding more in Pittsburgh. Murder here, there,...I'll stop for now.
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