[manuel arturo abreu is a writer based in Portland and NYC. They are proud of you. Read more poetry here.]
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bin laden had a great brand
mom picks me and my sister up from school
only one channel plays anything besides the same clip
it’s a list of casualties scrolling yellow on blue
my dad was working construction on that block
at the top of the repeating list is ‘manuel abreu’
the 2 hours we thought he was dead felt ‘gnomic’
my dad came home and our home unclenched
as we all hugged for once i kept thinking, like,
‘i wonder what the dead manuel abreu was like’
i wonder what i’ll be like when i’m dead
it doesn’t matter
air will have wifi
lettuce will be shrewd
there will be wind gardens
people will still make windchimes
out of spoons and seashells
i am like a crow made of post-its
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