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The one, fairy tale poem
By Patricia Mcgurk Martin
Though wet mud and feces are all over me
In the Super Bowl on the drenched AstroTurf
Or the wet fields suburban with a coffee pot
And I am the Coffee Kaffee Kafi Kafir Girl
Observing torture or murder
The ugly voices are gone at last
I put the mud back on my face
With resolution and shaky...