Having Wonderful Time
by Robert L. Dean, Jr.

¿Cómo será la muerte?
Claribel Alegría, Sala de Transito

Dearest C:

The view from my room is a backhoe.
Fingers expected to rip cement
instead caress fresh earth.
How life-like the arm,
Caterpillar ballet for the deaf.
A sewer of blue caskets,
orange-vested priests, signing:
today you are with us in paradise.
Tomorrow the same old shit.
The windowpanes here are scream proof.



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