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Brown Christ
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7 Brown Christ Yesterday, I saw God, a brown Christ hovering above an onion field over tilled plains of the San Joaquin— frayed constellation of denim, ox hide work boot broken at the heel, a curved knife gripped in his fingers, low clouds undulating, hair of broken lemongrass & rodeo lasso, a fragrant beard of perejíl, everything smelled of sulphur & manure, the silos wept and snowflakes tumbled tenderly from the day moon, refracting luminous congregations of aspen, with the music of truck dogs howling over accordions, shimmering manna-light. ...