Ojalá que llueva café en el campo
If only it would rain coffee in the fields
-Juan Luis Guerra, 1989
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avoid the strawberries
they are grown in sewage water, you warn,
they cannot be rinsed clean.
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Women’s lives
by necessity and survival
a mosaic of untold moments
those we’ve chosen
those chosen for us.
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The black cat crossed the empty street
jumped on the hood of my sensible sedan
to watch
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