RIC BASTASA Chicago Poems

Dear Juana,

I am here in Chicago
And I have to wear a thicker jacko
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AND so one day he got fed up
Worrying about his bills
Light, cell phones,
Apartment rents
...

know what?
to have my own baby
is really an obsession
i made an attempt
...

on his third marriage
he still has preschoolers
at an age where
he is supposed to go
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on his third marriage
he still has preschoolers
at an age where
he is supposed to go
...

i may neglect
you for a while
my friend
for i am speaking to
...

on a cold winter
a friend in Chicago finally
opens up like
a clam and grabs
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the aura of dusk
it walks alone at
segregated paths
you walk
...

she wears
two platinum bracelets
on her
wrists
...

In your hands you have the sun
In my heart I have the moon & stars
We fold this wide distance like
A paper, a letter where we have once written
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dear mama,

today is your 78th birthday
i can't join you but i am sending a little money
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health care is not in danger
not affected by recession
because the white people and the black people
all level up
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hello mawe, if you are stil there
alive and listening
if you still have the shadow of
autumn and spring
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