To the one who sets a second place at the table anyway.   

To the one at the back of the empty bus.

To the ones who name each piece of stained glass projected on a white wall.

To anyone convinced that a monologue is a conversation with the past.

To the one who loses with the deck he marked.   

To those who are destined to inherit the meek.   

To us.

  • “Flood: Years of Solitude” from Bad Alchemy. Copyright © 1995 by Dionisio D. Martínez. Used by permission of W. W. Norton & Company, Inc.

  • Source: Bad Alchemy (W. W. Norton and Company Inc., 1995)

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