Note
again
you arrested me
I wrote about it
again
you twisted my arms
I wrote about it
again
you clubbed my head
I wrote about it
do it
until I spit blood
let there be proof
do it
in front of a crowd
show them
your guns and your sticks
and let them see
again
you’re abusing me
I’ll write about it
my body is the evidence
that you beat again and again
the crowd has seen it for themselves
and I’ve written about it
I keep writing
(Translation of Catatan)
Translated by Eliza Vitri Handayani
Source:
DOI: 10.1177/0306422017730970