A History Lesson
by Michelle Rivera

I dreamed there was a blinding field of snow
that had no end
and in this never-ending field of diamonds
were the tracks of an animal

the tracks went on beyond forever
they came from infinity
and then they abruptly ceased
in a violent colorstorm

a terrible thing had happened here
the snow was stained with blood
the tracks stopped
beyond them, pristine snow

and leading away from the tracks
at an angle, like the number seven
were the footprints
of man

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