Thursday, December 18, 2003
I don't know where they are
posted by John Davies at 7:57 PM
 His name was Perry
He had a learning difficulty
His father was a very mean man
His father burned his skin
His father send him to his death
He was ten years old
Her name was Naomi
Beautiful round face, so ashamed
Told me how to please a man
After school in the back of a bus
She was doing it every day
She was eleven years old
Her name was Sheryl
Black hair, like an electric space
She would pretty paint my face
She was a very good friend
Her father would come to her in the night
She was twelve years old
His name was Donovan
He was a very good friend
The cards were stacked against him
He was selling cocaine
The last time I saw him
He was thirteen years old
His name was Charles
He said he was in love with me
We were both fourteen
Then I had to move away
Then he begin to smoke crack
Then he had to sell ass
I don't know where he is
I don't know where they are
Cat Power: Names giving voice to the vulnerability of children so much in our minds this week of Huntley's life sentence, the vulnerability of children so much exploited at Christmas, the vulnerability of children so much at the heart of our nativity plays this week; and us adults' impotence and ignorance in the face of our complicity in child abuse.
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