haiku

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Jumping up and down

toddlers two and fifty-two

laughing out too loud.

The beer bottle lies

drained and dry, stepfather's hand

firm around its neck.

My daughter swings high

and etches a perfect smile

on an imperfect sky.

Aguas azules

wash away my blues, leave me

cleansed and renewed.

In uniform disguised and wearing vacant eyes

left family and humanity

a million miles away.