Raul Alvarez

PAUL TIBBETS 
 
You said you named the plane
Enola to honor her
you have milky eyes
 
Wearing wrinkled dress pants
in a documentary
I sneak
into you
through those
eyes
 
I can’t feel if you feel
guilty I feel guilty
just for being
American
 
In 3rd grade I knew
nuclear bombs
can make you evaporate
 
A woman you dropped it on didn’t die right away
 
She
spent
12
hours
crawling
towards
a
hospital
when
she
got
there
the
skin
on
her
back
had
cracked
wide
open
like
morning
glory
 
The doctors saw her spine
 
A string of pearls in red velvet
 
 

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