[“Thank God there was no war tonight.” – Marilyn Chin]
Some nights there are street-battles near enough to keep me awake. They’re so loud I open the window and yell out to both sides, hey can’t you keep it down a little out there? People are sleeping!
They answer, no, people are dying. Sleep on.
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