2 BORDER POEMS BY TIM STALEY

Rooting for Someone Else’s Roots White plastic bags from Salvation Army  drift down El Paso’s Durango Street.  What’s inside?  A water bottle  in a barbed collar? A bar of granola  no control over the gambol  of its boundaries? A package  of dried fruitage no say  in its reconstitution?  Does refugee come from refuse or refuge? What […]

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IGNACIO IBARRA – ROCK

rock You see that rock up there on this hill? Yeah, the one that looks like a face? Yeah what about it? They call that mountain the Franklins.A few years before it was called something different and later they will call it something else. So what? When that rock was new it witnessed the river […]

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