by Tomás Q. Morín
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In thigh-deep water we lashed the air with our rods
and re-examined the eternal questions: tongue, eye, nose—
which one has the shortest route to the brain, the heart:
which nails would you release first if it were given to you,
which nails would you release first if it were given to you,
the feet or the hands: if Chickamauga meant river of the dead
then what were the implications for all bodies of water?