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You say I’m a police officer,
what do you expect?

Our six-year-old son folds
a blue paper. He wants to bring
you shiawase. Seventeen

cranes lay scattered on the table.

You patrol the Fukushima
nuclear plant and breath in

and out the late summer air…

A sudden noise comes from our son’s
stomach. I turn on the kitchen
light and open the refrigerator. He

brings me an apron.

Steamed rice & smoked
mackerel are on the table.

Our son sits on your chair and feeds an origami crane.

The cranes are crowded
in your mail box. You

wring the birds’ necks and tear them to pieces.

Shiawase means happiness in Japanese.
100 Origami Cranes are a symbol of happiness & peace.

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