Mexico Poetry

For the Birds

for the birds, the shaded iron

is a dance trance line on a

regular tijuana afternoon

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locally crafted beers on a

balcony off of la revu, name

harkens back to the ice age

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verde y crema, not the foodie

joint, carries tired people,

shadows stretch longer

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