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How do you tell your children
they’ll never get away?
Tell them their only choice
is factories or the mines,
bent heads or blackened lungs.
Amelia Earhart is a dream
my daughter won’t give up.
Sometimes I want to shake her,
tell her what small towns are,
how the coal dust coats your skin
till darkness never leaves you
and the sky doesn’t matter much
when you’re wheezing underground.
She won’t believe the woman’s dead.
She says, I think it’s romantic
to disappear. I bite my tongue
to keep from telling her
she’ll get her chance in time.
—
The Last Time I Saw Amelia Earhart, VII. Joel Sullivan, miner
Gabrielle Calvocoressi
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