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Loueva Smith

The clouds go on breathing.
They go on gathering cold rain,
and drawing with chalk.

— Loueva Smith, from “Clouds Live Forever,” Vanishing Points: Poems and Photographs of Texas Roadside Memorials, ed. Sarah Cortez (Texas Review Press, 2016)

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