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Future Memories

My sister woke me early
that morning and told me
"Get up, you have to come see this
the ocean's filled with stars"
Delighted by the revelation
I dressed quickly and thought
If the ocean's filled with stars
I must take the first flight
and collect all of the fish from the sky.

~translated from Spanish by Eloisa Amezcua

Image from work in progress for an illustration which at this stage seemed apt for this poem.