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Bridges of Algodones



Bridges of Algodones

 

At check point they asked

"What are you bringing out of Mexico?”

 

I meant to return with verse

that fluttered with a delicate

Southwestern pulse,

and likely there were poems 

in vast numbers, like cactuses

standing under the moon,

tall as Victorian street lamps

along the streets of Algodones—

but when I passed,

I had nothing soulful to declare.

 

I did declare two root canals,

four extractions, and a partial bridge;

Algodones is famous

for cheap dentistry,

 

but I have nothing lyrical

to say about that--

unless to describe a bruise

like a jackdaw’s wing

stretching blue and black

from the corner of my mouth

across my cheek,

where the first crown was placed,

 

the color of hot Mexican nights.
 
 
 
Category: My articles | Added by: Kristin (09.20.2011)
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