In Lieu of a Communion Wafer
More often than not
growing up in poverty
extinguishes any sense
of irony, but our humor
(often it’s a cruel humor)
abounds & saves, yeah,
it abounds & saves us
like a big, fat frybread
saves a watery soup.
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