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Home

By Misael Castaneda

Not the greatest but it’s where i stay.

Not perfect but i call it home.

Air sufficates me and gunshots are heard in Hammerly blvd.

In Zidane’s corner store where no street light flashes and the drug deals happen.

Although all the violence and corruption,

there’s no place like home.