Pocho in Paradise

(Life in the Hyphen)

Sunday, January 26, 2014

A light goodbye poem to an admin assistant at work...

Dared only in Navajo code,
to the axis of power, a most celestial ode,

though a bouquet is not quite telling --
and roses not Machiavellian

enough gratitude for a thorny stem bestowed,
best to genuflect with wilting glower.
Posted by gcordova at 1:57 PM
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