Friday, April 27, 2012

Omaha, Nebraska: Poem


Omaha, Nebraska

by Armando Ortiz


There are secret rooms 

under each brick building,


and below the Old Market 

perversions were done and sold.


Slaves were traded and 

gambling dens proliferated.


Outside people smiled 

at the picture being taken,


as men hung on poles 

and burned unaided.


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