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The Little River

There is a little river
in my backyard
This little river spits up
soap and dirty water
The little river comes
from “La Lavandera.”

Born of pollution,
foam and detergent
the liquid from this little
river
is a volcano erupting
the scent of Suavitel
and sometimes of calsones.


Evelin Avila, age 12
Oakland, California
Dolores Huerta Learning Academy
Poetry Inside Out
Teachers: Anita Sagastegui/
Naeila Abubaker

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 
 
 
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