On the Block Redux

Mom's in Los Angeles; Winter 2018
La Casita en Los Angeles; Winter 2018

When the sun falls

And the shadows unfurl

Behind rusting bars

The heartbeats of home lie in snippets of dim blue pulsing.

Across their peeling adobe,

The wind just trots,

But behind them,

A blue screen blares:

“The world
Plunders further
To rot.”

But when sunlight returns,

From the adobe,

These tiny creatures emerge.

Stretching out like the hues,

And rising from every corner,

They advance outward

In brilliant waves, warbling.

Eyes glowing with sky,

Dancing like the wind,

They have songs to sing, too


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Born and raised in the Los. Los Cuentos. J.T.

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