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Wake up, love. Wake up


In a night sky full of stars

a cloud glooms over my sight

the breeze dies down

the air warms up

my wife suddenly awakens

she asks me

why are our two girls

crying in their room?

I don’t know

how to answer

I’m scared to tell her

our girls left this world

in the ice cream parlor

car bombing last year

I’m even more scared

to tell her that

she left with them

too.

This poem is dedicated to a man who is seeking asylum in California. May he find some peace. Our thoughts, prayers, and best wishes are with him to make as much of a home in this land as he possibly can.

photo by ELIZA