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In Times That Trouble

The rain’s eluded us for seven years,The sky no longer swells with clouds. The beesRetreated to the north. Mesquite trees droppedNo pods, and lizards left their rocky homes.The mountains, though, stood firm. And so did I.Though wind might pound the dust against the roof,Though Palo Verde limbs might crash through walls,Though riverbeds might buckle, breaching […]

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