Potential Titles: Alberto Rios

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A line that birds cannot see - Alberto Rios "The Border: A Double Sonnet"

Where flint first met steel - Alberto Rios "The Border: A Double Sonnet"

Starting a century of fires - Alberto Rios "The Border: A Double Sonnet"

The border says stop to the wind - Alberto Rios "The Border: A Double Sonnet"

A real crack in an imaginary dam - Alberto Rios "The Border: A Double Sonnet"

A handshake that becomes a squeezing contest - Alberto Rios "The Border: A Double Sonnet"

An equation in search of an equals sign - Alberto Rios "The Border: A Double Sonnet"

The factory where lightning and thunder are made - Alberto Rios "The Border: A Double Sonnet"

Plans constantly broken and repaired - Alberto Rios "The Border: A Double Sonnet"

Every roof has a broken tile - Alberto Rios "The Broken"

But the world endures the break - Alberto Rios "The Broken"

The broken promise is the one we remember - Alberto Rios "The Broken"

A celebration that would defy the gloom of the year - Alberto Ríos "Christmas on the Border, 1929"

Needles were beginning to contemplate jumping - Alberto Ríos "Christmas on the Border, 1929"

This curious donkey whose burden was joy - Alberto Ríos "Christmas on the Border, 1929"

With shouting and singing both - Alberto Ríos "Christmas on the Border, 1929"

The border resumed its usual place - Alberto Ríos "Christmas on the Border, 1929"

The music of so many peppermint candies - Alberto Ríos "Christmas on the Border, 1929"

We travel unmapped roads - Alberto Rios "The Cities Inside Us"

We live in secret cities - Alberto Rios "The Cities Inside Us"

We are the secret citizens of the city - Alberto Rios "The Cities Inside Us"

In this border place and time - Alberto Rios "Day of the Refugios"

More cold than hungry - Alberto Rios "December Morning in the Desert"

More numb than loud - Alberto Rios "December Morning in the Desert"

The coming edge of the winter world - Alberto Rios "December Morning in the Desert"

A cold news in stark announcement - Alberto Rios "December Morning in the Desert"

Of an otherwise quiet sky - Alberto Rios "December Morning in the Desert"

Hear the stars as a great roar - Alberto Rios "December Morning in the Desert"

Across the asphalt night - Alberto Rios "December Morning in the Desert"

Time was not its measure - Alberto Rios "Faithful Forest"

Its trees are the trees of memory - Alberto Rios "Faithful Forest"

Wood was also the keeper of fires - Alberto Rios "Faithful Forest"

A hundred wild centuries and fifteen - Alberto Rios "A House Called Tomorrow"

You never march alone - Alberto Rios "A House Called Tomorrow"

The breaking news of the century - Alberto Rios "A House Called Tomorrow"

River bridges and star charts - Alberto Rios "A House Called Tomorrow"

Make a house called tomorrow - Alberto Rios "A House Called Tomorrow"

Forward into the history you will make - Alberto Rios "A House Called Tomorrow"

Her fingers in the flame for me - Alberto Rios "Nani"

Whose body serves ants - Alberto Rios "Nani"

The prayers and the favorite foods - Alberto Rios "November 2: Dia de los muertos"

The small town where my memory still lives - Alberto Rios "November 2: Dia de los muertos"

All these dead coming after - Alberto Rios "November 2: Dia de los muertos"

Princesses of the miniature world - Alberto Rios "November 2: Dia de los muertos"

Feed them only candy - Alberto Rios "November 2: Dia de los muertos"

Cobblers of the song - Alberto Rios "On Gathering Artists"

Tailors of the light - Alberto Rios "On Gathering Artists"

Fish among the elements - Alberto Rios "On Gathering Artists"

Hunt the elusive green in gray and blue - Alberto Rios "On Gathering Artists"

Drink forbidden waters - Alberto Rios "On Gathering Artists"

Eat an invisible food - Alberto Rios "On Gathering Artists"

Whose electricity is made from dreams - Alberto Rios "On Gathering Artists"

Sung in the colors yet unnamed - Alberto Rios "On Gathering Artists"

From the solitary etudes of the soul - Alberto Rios "On Gathering Artists"

Iron and paper and light and salt - Alberto Rios "On Gathering Artists"

The drumming of our stars - Alberto Rios "On Gathering Artists"

A pie gets one chance - Alberto Rios "Perfect for Any Occasion"

Whose hair was as long as the river - Alberto Rios "Refugio's Hair"

Whose soul had the edge of a knife - Alberto Rios "Refugio's Hair"

Racing full toward the bright horizon - Alberto Rios "Refugio's Hair"

Wore her hair short like a scream - Alberto Rios "Refugio's Hair"

Dirty from the detritus of dailiness - Alberto Rios "The Secrets in the Mirror"

Not all records are for the scrapbook - Alberto Rios "Taking Your Olympic Measure"

Introduced to ourselves - Alberto Rios "To Mars from Arizona"

Ourselves speaking to the universe - Alberto Rios "To Mars from Arizona"

A shout that would later become a song - Alberto Rios "To Mars from Arizona"

Plans for Saturdays yet to come - Alberto Rios "To Mars from Arizona"

The wine of uncharted days - Alberto Rios "We Dogs of a Thursday Off"

The intense intoxication of nothing - Alberto Rios "We Dogs of a Thursday Off"

The dance of the big-hearted dog - Alberto Rios "We Dogs of a Thursday Off"

Because giving has changed us - Alberto Rios "When Giving Is All We Have"

Giving has many faces - Alberto Rios "When Giving Is All We Have"

Something greater from the distance - Alberto Rios "When Giving Is All We Have"

In the wavering mist of the cigarettes - Alberto Rios "When There Were Ghosts"

Alive in the dance of the dream - Alberto Rios "When There Were Ghosts"


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