Last night I dreamtabout my neighborsNo, not the ones wholive nearby The ones whose criesI can’t get outof my head Whose facesbrown and tiredhave endured morethan I’ll ever know Like the women I’ve sat withand listened towhose stories of homelandsound like nightmares and weeping My neighborwho worries her sonmay not come homewhile I hold mine […]

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