by Suzán Jiván
Gained by their brazen
assassination
of rethinking strategies
for throngs of refugees
hunting for split tickets
with an indoor roar
from the meat-
packing district
like a waitress's lips
amplified by thin
tin ceilings
as far less hospitable
hemispherical
eyewitnesses
of austere exhibitions
moving quickly
half jokingly
ending up
at Ground Zero
eating sugar-
coated crow...
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