Long Listed for the 2023 Griffin Poetry awards
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I admit if we had to risk our lives we would had done it
but how could one endure that other thing, unless he had
died and that woman with the grey dress who walked away
was so sad that the skies recognized her “Maria” a voice
was heard; these images that we never lived on this earth,
from where do they come?
We stood on a line, with the tin cans in hand waiting for
our evening meal. And the stars, one by one, started to shine
upon the endless sky.
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