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Juxtaposed by John Medeiros

Minnesota.  I am here, but how did that happen?
Here is blue and green and white.  Song in the air: whippoorwill by day, cricket by night.
            These are the things that matter most today.
            And I’ve been here since some once-upon-a-time January, when the frost first performed its wintry dance on my lenses and I stepped [...]