Upstate, rain is cleansing me
after a day in New York
city of filthy opportunity
people crawling out of skyscrapers
In Manhattan, I am Texan
more than anything else
I want the Hudson Valley in me
like Taos' pink sunsets and blue gravel
like lush Mexico the summer I flowed with fluency
like Austin, breakfast tacos, Lone Stars and all
Most of all, I want India in me
real yoga pulsing through my veins
Not in scrapbook memories
in my skin
A part of me, por siempre
--Michelle Fajkus, June 2008
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