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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