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Online publications in MiPOesias (2007): Kisaeng Filibuster
Excerpt from Paper Pavilion (2007): Boy Clown
Boy
Clown
In my dream, his shadow throws the
rubber balls
at Agua
Caliente & Avenida Juarez,
so the boy can walk a few paces back
to see the swirling he casts everyday
for coins in a coffee can at his shadow´s feet.
There, he can study how to toss faster & higher
to slow the oncoming traffic to surprise,
or he can keep going backward
till the loop seems to burn a white portal
in the summer noon sky &, there, decide
how much further back to go for a good start.
I shall always say I´m lucky to wake
remembering this part.
He gets low to the concrete,
pulls his body taut, & tucks his lean arms close.
Then he sprints & leaps through the open
door above the cars past his shadow
below.
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