America from the Window Seat (poem & art)

 

From far above the fray and the frayed—

We flew into that American oblivion.

We are all safe here

From the fracture and the fission

Fortune-tellers and their Sunday visions

From finger points and forgotten trials

From meticulous notes kept in detailed files

From false gods and their bleak futures

From frankesteins and bloody frontiers

America.

From the air to the great lakes

And a less than great people.

From here

Can we

Almost be forgiven?

[Words by Margaret Elysia Garcia; art by Ross Amador]

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