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Cindy Wright
Crossing Contaminants
I cannot see Jupiter
with naked eye
but I hear it has
a moon that erupts
bright plumes of fire.
Our rage is far reaching
or
is it ours?
Own a piece of grass.
Own the universe.
Souls are traded
everywhere
everyday
for less than one peso.
The moon is burning.
There is a late rain
to hope for.
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