This

A million million tracks of land

Sold to the highest bidder

A house on each plot, a street running through them

A smiling face—man, woman, child

 

A vagabond with his baby hunched over a bundle of blankets

Snot running down his nose

Starving

 

A pool in the back, a fence and a hot tub

A deck and a trampoline, hedges, some trees

 

A dumpster, a trash can tipped half over

A cat prowling around the trash

This is home.

 

The man yells at the woman

The woman yells at the child

Their porcelain smiles fall away

 

The vagabond gives a quick kiss to his baby

Looks up in the sky

And wonders about the more fortunate

 

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