He pulls up to the neighbor’s,
Time to load the bed he paid for.
Four generations of sleep in the bed.
The buyer laughs when I call him
Un ladron de memorias – Robber of memories.
He is in a hurry,
Off to sell the bed in Mexico.
No soy ladron – I’m not a robber.
Quiero dinero – I want money.
And that he’ll get, money,
While generation two of the bed thinks tears,
Then ,forgets them,
She’ll have some money, too.
Eugene “Gene” Novogrodsky, mid-April 2014
Author: Gene Novogrodsky
Eugene “Gene” Novogrodsky, a Brownsville resident for nearly three decades, writes North American border slices, from eastern Canada to central Mexico, and in between. He is one of the founders of the Narciso Martinez Cultural Arts Center Writers Forum in San Benito. He sometimes participates with the informal Resaca Writers Group in Brownsville. He prefers, however, to read to two or three attentive listeners – when asked!