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Juarez


on the side of the road, refuse
strewn and strange and twisted
speaks of lives and loss
barely under a wind
the road breaks the land in half
like a long line tombstone
streets’, names stolen, end abruptly
a sky choked clear of cloud or tears
the mother appears devoid of roses
attended by sick dogs
with a halo of glass
her eyes full of dead sky
this cancer turned to it’s own belly
eats its own dying heart
in lightning’s flash they line the roadside
pointing as they pass ,again.
 

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