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#southamerica
You tip-toe out of the day out of the Atlantic Ocean with Africa's sun on your brown skin with Africa's wind grazing your dark hair and all of South America behind you. Had North America and Europe had enough sense they would have followed, too. Had they known of everything good tucked away in your womb then surely surely they would have followed, too.
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Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 8:30 PM UTC
Out of the Day
Swaying, Heat pressing into my skin, The same winged creature circling my face and then landing on the very tip of my nose, Air thick like a milkshake. When the rain comes, Landing with a thud, Like a bag of sand dropping from the roof of a house, The animals can breathe, I can breathe, Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, Even the crickets let out a sigh, Pounding like a drum, Pounding like the same dream every ******* night, The capybaras and wooly monkeys with their hunched shoulders and squinting eyes, Let the branches and leaves heave around them, Verdant, And flashing, A globe of bubblegum, The rain always comes.
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Oct 26, 2022
Oct 26, 2022 at 11:12 AM UTC
Even the crickets let out a sigh
The ***** children in the street have no shoes for their tiny feet Their mothers cry in nightly pain hoping for a little rain Shaving heads to avert the lice eating handfuls of wild grain rice Dressed in rags that cover their skin to ignore these kids is quite the sin Feed their bellies and give them hope make them strong and able to cope Teach compassion and how to give give them all a reason to live
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Jun 17, 2016
Jun 17, 2016 at 8:20 PM UTC
The Children