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Protesting
We’d been sitting there in the road peacefully, enjoying the sun, protesting that the debates exclude all but the two main parties. Arrested for no reason, we were handcuffed, taken to a nondescript building. Three female cops tried to force me to undergo a strip search, for what? I resisted, they overpowered me. Dragged me into a larger room where there were male cops.
The chain holding my ankles together rattles on the floor as I struggle, the backs of my legs and lower back burning like hell. I’m bent almost double, my head chained down to my ankles, forcing my butt into the air. My arms are strapped together and shackled painfully, pointing straight up behind my back. They’re doing it to torture me. And, considering that I only have on a slip, it’s grotesquely sexual.
A prophylactic glove squeaks as one of the female cops pulls it on, slides my slip up around my waist.
The chain holding my ankles together rattles on the floor as I struggle, the backs of my legs and lower back burning like hell. I’m bent almost double, my head chained down to my ankles, forcing my butt into the air. My arms are strapped together and shackled painfully, pointing straight up behind my back. They’re doing it to torture me. And, considering that I only have on a slip, it’s grotesquely sexual.
A prophylactic glove squeaks as one of the female cops pulls it on, slides my slip up around my waist.
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Published October 8, 2016
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