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HUMPBACK WHALE MAKING HER LAST LEAP TO THE SUN by miguel
THE MATRIARCH WAS QUICKLY FADING AND THE LARGER MALES TRY TO KEEP HER AFLOAT BUT KNEW OF THE STORIES OF THE HARPOON AND IT’S PAINFUL END BUT THEY HELD HER HIGH AS SHE WAS HOLY.
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RAVEN TRESSED MONK
They sniff and lick me, tasting my rough work clothes, They like the taste of sweat on my forearms, It is salty but not bitter as sweat steeped in fear
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AN ORCHID KISSED WITH BERRY STAINED LIPS
I, BY THE BLESSING OF DIOS HAVE MY JEWEL TO SPEND THE FALL OF MY LIFE WITH IN THE SUN LAUGHING AND DANCING WITHOUT THE MARIACHI
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MILAGRO, THE TRAWLER
Sometimes I read out loud to you, when the part has to do with undying love, and you smile and tell me, Miguel, you are flirting with me again.
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TWINS
HE WONDERED AT NIGHT AS HE LOOKED AT THE BLACKNESS OF THE MOUNTAIN SKY
IF SHE WAS LOOKING AT THE SAME STARS AS HE….
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LA PALOMA BLANCA
LA PALOMA BLANCA
July 31, 2007
When the heart grieves over what it has lost,
The spirit rejoices over what it has left.
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DEAD MAN'S CHEST
I touched his parchment hands, cold as the Arctic, and slipped the note from his clutched hands, which suddenly opened and fluttered to my hand as a dove. .