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by Noemi Martinez
driving needles
and still now
i wonder what has become of you
where you are
mom saved your last text
on her phone,
june of 08,
I left it there
see you on the
shadow of men on the street
is that you,
and can I spare some change
change
can i
wait to see your name
on the newspaper,
on the late night news
of some body found
identifying tattoos
I search them out
i am afraid of you
like i’m afraid
of being alone
at night, in the streets
i’m afraid for you
leaving before your time
that time, ten years ago
they held you in Elsa,
strapped to a chair
another deal gone wrong,
you told mom
they pissed on you-
are those the demons
that chase you
guns in your nightmares
we are lost, hermano | 
