A poem written in honor of an immigrant couple from China, separated by our cruel immigration system. See my blog post on this at http://www.spiritwound.blogspot.com

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http://www.spiritwound.blogspot.com 

Keep Moving
Grandfather, Standing
Quitting Time
Cuajimalpa, Good Friday Evening
Yet We See a Lot of Remains
Flood Stage on the Upper Iowa
Spring Love
El Sacrificio Santo
I Will Watch You Through the Middle of the Night
Preparing
Fire Engine at the Senior Home, 5 am
The River and Its Mercy
The Boys Playing Basketball
Full Eclipse at Koinonia
First Communion for the Children of the Undocumented
Abigail Lives in a Box
YOU ARE MY FATHER, MY SON