As I walked past
aunt Bracales apartment
a sad aria
strains under
a crackling vinyl voice
who is this diva?
knocking on her stained
window panes
imagining
the old widow
staring
at her Kodak sepia
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aunt Bracales apartment
a sad aria
strains under
a crackling vinyl voice
who is this diva?
knocking on her stained
window panes
imagining
the old widow
staring
at her Kodak sepia
hero