two migrants
from countries
an ocean apart . . .
speaking with cracked hands
that shape this wintry night
Atlas Poetica, 25, 2016
A Room of My Own: Stock Ticker Tanka
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*Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words*, CCXCVI: "stock ticker "
a bruised girl’s hand
clutches a slice of bread
in pixels—
a stock ticker flashes past
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