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  1. Interlude

    Odor of earth, radiance of greening things–
    As if all I have to do is breathe
    and the torch flickers to life again,
    mirror-sheen on the surface
    of a road washed by rain.

    ~ Luisa A. Igloria
    04 11 2011

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