When I got the idea for this piece, it came from the thought of what I might like to see at my ofrenda, were I to saunter down to earth for a visit on Dia de los Muertos...I thought of the impact I'd like to make in this world and how the greatest honor would be to see that impact live on. What might my ofrenda look like 1000 years after my death?
This poem is for Dia de los Muertos. For everyone we've lost. It's for past generations and for future generations. This poem is for us.
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