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Amy Soricelli
SUMMER OF 1970

Carmen lived on the top floor of the cloudless Bronx.
Her window faced the moon
Sometimes Carmen would pile up her stuffed animals on a chair,
By the window – like steps.
She’d say “dare me?”
Her eyes all twinkly, shiny with death.
Carmen’s brother, Hector,
Handsome bad in ripped everything –
Never went to school.
He died, right there in the street one night,
All the police cars with their alien lights
Around and around on my bedroom ceiling.
Carmen all shrugged shoulders and easy care…
Sniffing back her tears, tough-acting
With her broken heart and pedicure.

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