She Yells at Me
She yells at me in gibberish
Curses me with voodoo.
She has a doll,
But I don't think it's voodoo-related.
Water Glasses
Glasses upside down built one-by-one
Like a castle
Laid at the feet of Maria.
Her accented English
Just the faintest echoes
Across some great land.
{Poetry by Kevin Leal}
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