sábado, 28 de abril de 2012

No arms

Stumps on his shoulders.
Only the trunk of his body.
No handling, no touching.
Unbalanced upperhalf.
Tiny shed of a home.
Muddy backyard where half his crops-
struggle in the sloppy soil.
He raises the wheelbarrow with ropes tied around his broken shoulders,
so he might toil.

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