Benavides Black dogs screeching in the night The hiss of a snake, cursed on his belly. He slides past my window, cricket sings. Foul stench of Amazonian water. Insect,insect! Tower of Babel separation, desperation , isolation. Dark faces seek out blue eyes. Eager hands graze past mine. Copper roads to the rainforest lead. Bowls of copper, splitter splatter. In the hammock sway back and forth. Strange parrot beckons eyes to blue. Impoverished paradise . For all this contradiction, Obrigada !
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