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the blueshift journal
blueshift / ˈblo͞oˌSHift / noun
the displacement of the spectrum to shorter wavelengths in the light coming from distant celestial objects moving toward the observer.
The heat kept us in white t-shirts and
uptowns
holding our breath crossing over dark liquid
from trash bags
the color of my mother’s knees pressed
against tiles
cleaning bathrooms on the Upper East Side.
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We sit in parks emptied of children with
quarter drinks
my brother tells me we never go anywhere
wipes his face
tells me all his friends are Upstate every weekend
or in Disney
we have never seen the inside of Chuck-e-Cheese
my mother tells him
we came here, isn’t this enough?
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My uncle, expecting a child, moves to a place
the homes
have lawns and backyards where the subways
do not go
my mother shaking, calls her sister back home
He wants to scatter us like his money
is it not enough we came to the end of the world?
SUMMER BREAK
BELAL MOBARAK
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