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Immigration at the Tijuana River.

They perch on the edge of the canyon, like black-headed birds on a high voltage wire, waiting for night and praying for the cover of rain, their official adversary poised on the opposite rim, with meteorological data, planning a moonlit strategy - the predatory dogs crouch-positioning themselves for the beginning of the competition. The games perfected in childhood are now real, and stakes are high as they are tagged to drop in their tracks - the

winners making it home - the losers cursing snake eyes in the river-bottom dust.

Esther Amaral (399 Inkopah Street, Chula Vista, CA 91911) has been writing poetry off and on since childhood, but only seriously for the last 12 years. She has published poetry and prose in Black Buzzard, Owlspeak, and Broomstick and will have another poem published by the Bassett Town Press this year. She is an active member of The Older Women's League and Women's International Town for Peace and Freedom. Together with her musician husband, they enjoy the San Diego music scene. She has two great-granchildren.
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Author:Amaral, Esther
Publication:Social Justice
Date:Mar 22, 1992
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