Saturday, May 21, 2016

From the Hudson Line

Chatty girls
run dialogue
through the miles
—puke stories
and mistaken texts,
who is where
and Spanish wraps.

the mounds of rubble
are overgrown,
ghosts of labor
years ago,
dreams and hard work
now unknown.

Grind of history
merciless still,
but we power through
with power and will.

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