"i wanna purp dindin!"
so my finger fishes deeper,
probing the inside
like a racist airport security guard.
i read about that once,
a black woman being strip-searched
at some airport for no reason -
other than being black.
red fred, pink wilma,
and the damn bamm-bamm.
my wedding ring gets in the way,
and i wonder if they made her take that off, too.
i finally find it - the only kind he'll eat,
a small, purple dino vitamin.
we leave in a rush so he doesn't miss school,
as i wonder if she missed her flight, or dignity.
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