Sunlight coils in discarded
water bottles, a miracle harnessed
by bleach. College students walk
through shanty towns, teaching
how to cut and reattach the plastic,
how to plug holes in the roof
with them. Every so often, the news
shows pictures of children
earnest under street lamps, poring
over sentences or sums.
One boy gets a scholarship,
another wins a debate. A girl
goes to culinary school.
What did the world-famous chef
see in their dark eyes gleaming
in the alley, as they lapped up
sugar syrup and ice?
A clump of rippled fern
revives in a palm-sized
ripple of light. A glass of milk
of magnesia settles a sour stomach;
its use goes back to the 1870s,
scant decades before the sale
of an archipelago. To this day, no one
knows where the 20 million dollars went,
and what that shine looks like.