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PURCHASE THE DIGITAL COLLECTION (2013)
B. 7.22.1849 New York, NY / D. 11.19.1887 New York, NY
I prepare to weigh in on the immigration debate.
I pause to prise my dry roasted hands from this length of fence wire
which had looked so close to harmless.
A crown of light approaches from the east;
the wing beats of its bearers roar.
I reflect upon good fortune.
If I hadn’t frozen solid in the transport north
(what is “Fish”?)
I might have cooked right through.
Strange that my fingers make me hungry.
Strange how the white earth puckers and spits dust
there there there
like boiling porridge.
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