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The Thief

The Thief black and white with tips of orange a butterfly touches his brow, follows him up hill, it crosses his mind, heavy this rough cut wood…in chains against wall they talked of olden times, being taken to the boats…this was better by far… glad to get it over … what had life given him […]

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Coptic Parade

Mother said stay on the porch, they won’t bother you.  Ever know a little boy’s curiosity to better what he’s been told? Out  on the street, Monday morning terrified, these strong smelling men blowing horns, beating drums, praising in Amharic the risen Christ, the ride you get they pick you up, pass you about, laughing, tooth […]

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