Nola Perez Poet Bio

Island Girl In the Big City

There was a moment 
in time and space no distance 
can erase when she was standing 
on an island in the middle 
of Times Square, cars whirling around 
from all directions, their Technicolor
taillights additive to Big Apple 
illuminations, and she, 
the conductor of this current 
of motion and light thought she 
was somewhere over the rainbow,
someplace called Manhattan,
imagined since 7 or 8 or 9 or 10,
a crystal country there, where 
some dreams come true 
for a small town girl, her byline, 
a poet of a faraway island 
of no skyline.

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