Inji Moss
        For the Rohingya

Killdeer cut tweescreams
across slate

sky. There are teak trees
with their heads

blown off. No monks
on the green and cream

mountains. Just the corpulent
branches of banyans

low hung above the dying
that langurs clamber

over. And goddamn
truth always changing.

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