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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418221" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Choices</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">An acquaintance at Los Alamos Labs<br>who engineers weapons<br>black x’d a mark where I live<br>on his office map.<br>Star-wars humor….<br>He exchanged muddy boots<br>and patched jeans<br>for a white intern’s coat<br>and black polished shoes.<br>A month ago, after butchering a gouged bull,<br>we stood on a pasture hill,<br>and he wondered with pained features<br>where money would come from<br>to finish his shed, plan alfalfa,<br>and fix his tractor.<br>Now his fingers<br>yank horsetail grass<br>he crimps herringbone tail-seed<br>between teeth, and grits out words,<br>“Om gonna buy another tractor<br>next week. More land too.”<br>Silence between us is gray water<br>let down in a tin pail<br>in a deep, deep well,<br>a silence<br>milled in continental grindings<br>millions of years ago.<br>I throw my heart<br>into the well, and it falls<br>a shimmering pebble to the bottom.<br>Words are hard<br>to come by, “Would have lost everything<br>I’ve worked for, not takin’ the job.”<br>His words try to<br>retrieve <br>my heart<br>from the deep well.<br>We walk on in silence,<br>our friendship<br>rippling away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jimmy+Santiago+Baca">Jimmy Santiago Baca</a><div class=q>
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who engineers weapons
black x’d a mark where I live
on his office map.
Star-wars humor….
He exchanged muddy boots
and patched jeans
for a white intern’s coat
and black polished shoes.
A month ago, after but..."></div>
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