Calendars: All : October : November : December : January 2001

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[ vanguardista / wheelbarrow ]

on the corner
a man sips his
fruit drink

talking with a woman
parked in her car.

six blocks away
after crowded market
sidewalks

another city bus
turns its corner

depending on that
boy juggling oranges

for tips.

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the first big plastic
christmas tree @ CECUT

covered with huge red
balls shouting Coca-Cola {R}

burned up in a flash
like a dry petate

on Thursday 14th inst.

its replacement has large
silver balls shining no-words

and smaller Coke {R} medallions.

yes, my discreet Virginia clause,
there is a God que venga.

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Ticketed passengers only beyond this point, it said in Spanish. I kissed her goodbye. A coworker had given us a ride to the Tijuana airport from work. Her desk had been covered with piles of last minute work the world was throwing at her as if to scream out in conspiracy with me DON'T GO DON't go... but no. I sat for a while while she finished it. Oh look I used two same words in a row. She gave me three envelopes to open Christmas eve. I gave her the little box with the silver pin and she said she would open it Christmas eve. And....

Then we went to the airport. Ticketed passengers only beyond this point. I kissed her goodbye. Then . . . .

Then....

Ha. I pulled a muscle carrying her suitcase. Now my back aches. Oh well. Keeps my mind off my heart which hurts more in spirit than my flesh can ever know. Keep her safe, God. I realize that's supersticious to believe in something, anything but....

Well, I do.

I just wonder who burned up that big commercial tree?

Hope it was only an act of God, i.e. accident, and Not any sabot--(shoe in the works)--age. There's enough madness here already.

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All Calendars OR August 2000 : September 2000 : October 2000 : November 2000 : December 2000 : January 2001 : February 2001

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Copyright 2001 Daniel Charles Thomas

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