White meat shrivelled glistened. Sweltered, pressed.
The hoard’s weight of fifty years. Per kilo, twelve.
Half to the landlord’s son. Half, to debt.
The earth soaked of his sweat. Salted, bled.

Fatima Lasay, San Roque
Wednesday, June 4, 2014

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