Reena Virk, a 14 year old South Asian girl living in British Columbia, Canada was murdered in a racist attack by schoolmates in 1997. Today, November 14 2013, makes it 16 years that Reena was killed. This poem is written by Toronto poet and activist Gitanjali Lena in honour or Reena Virk. May she always be remembered.
Trigger Warning: the poem below deals with different forms of violence.
By Gitanjali Lena
Pounced upon by paleness
Set upon by mean girls of mixed races
And a boy for good measure
Who circled you like a titanium bangle
And kicked pleasure out of you
Gorged on your body
One November night in Saanich
Cracking bones burning bindi holes in your brown skin
Trampolining on your back until you were broken
You weren’t pristine
Your swagger spirit already soaked in spit, shame and
Too intimate touches from daddy
Fueled by mickey courage maybe you fooled around with someone at a party
How dare you? Lafungi besharam
You weren’t a delicate flower
With your broad Punjabi nose and masculine jaw
But “ugly” girls need protection too
Was the moon your only witness?
The stars your silent back up crew?
You needed us like brass knuckles, uppercuts and hugs for when you crumble
Standing at your memorial
I wished I could have stood by you in real time
Scattering daddy and Ellard into shards
We’d be that kindred sister posse that the coloured girls longed for
Post-mortem – details of the past rising to the surface like bubbles in bottle of Fanta
Denial of the community pushes back
Because to tear off scabs exposes raw flesh
And no one wants to be vulnerable in this land
See Gitanjali read her poem Who Was Reena Virk? here.
To learn more about the Reena Virk murder and the court case that followed please click on the appropriate links below: