I stare at the ellipses
at the end of a life story
etched in a borrowed tongue
they speak of falling
into spaces untold and foreign
strike me with their longing
The Cherita, 2:5, October 2018
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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