En La Republica Dominicana by Hannah Ferber‏

I saw him there
Bare toes curled into black earth
Hunching over the infected gutter
Where water runs the color of injustice.
I saw him there, so small and beautiful
Eyes heavy as the stifling tropical air
So small and beautiful, unnaturally aged
Tiny fingers gripping the plastic cup
He knew he had no choice
But to drink

Hannah Ferber is currently a student at Berklee.
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