The Moya View
We cried when the surveyors came and broke up the land into lines unseen.What the prophet had said became true:this land will be taken from us.We cried the Tennessee, Ohio, Mississippi, Arkansas to overflowwith the waters of our sorrow, leaving behind trails of tears.We cried because you would not love it as we once loved it,thank it as we always thanked it-knowing all future tears will be stones.
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JONATHAN MOYA
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Very indigenously real!
I love this. So poignant. So good
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