![]() ![]() ![]() Now, in the city night, they dream they're caught The Great Migration, but people are not birds. Through pink sundrops and fox grass, an emphatic sentence Was walk south, toward warmth, you come to home before the war.Īt home there was a dirt track by the paved road, worn down There was him, and the man who hated the cold and the brick factoryĪnd the one room with fifteen people he couldn't remember. In Chile, rain was somewhere else, not falling everywhere At the bus stop bench, she sat next toĪ man who hated spring, its thunderhead clouds, its green. The ground's not strewn with glass, like here. Until last year every dream I had happened there. The girl replies: We moved up here when I was eight. The place where I was a white girl sitting in a dusty car with the window rolled down, looking at you. The place where you were one of five half-naked children playing in the dirt under a porch. How to begin with the young woman next to her asking: Where? To have words like crema de leche on her tongue at leastįor a few weeks before tasting the bitter syllables of their history. She'd come for brand-new words: las flores rojas, el puente. ![]() ![]() The third question in Spanish class is: De donde eres tu? United States gives that approval because of the South." World, thrives upon the approval of the United States, and the Imperialism, the exploitation of colored labor throughout the ".paid for at a price which literally staggers humanity. ![]()
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