19 Jul 2007, Chicago (ORD)
near the unstaffed Air India counter in Terminal 5
Andean-featured grandparents sit in stony silence as
a boyish gap-toothed face framed by girlish black curls
peers from behind a wall of stacked suitcases and sings
along to a weak FM signal: “nobody wanna see us together,
but it don't matter, no, cuz I got you…”
2 comments:
so i was just sitting here in my cousin's bedroom in india, updating the next post, and i hear the faint strains of a familiar tune playing in the living room.
--"what's wrong? what happened?"
--"nothing... just, i recognized that song..."
hey! that song is about human rights you know.....
I've heard that song a bit too many times inside vans packed with kids
-allie
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