The bus driver, eyes on the road,

Reaches back and passes me a coin.

“No good!” he says.

He’s right.

It’s Canadian,

Not good in Mexico.

I take it,

And hand him a Mexican coin.

Three tacos,
Two rich with chunky green nopales,
One with dark white and brown mushrooms.
White cheese snakes from each –
Onto the plate,
Stringy tails.


The bus driver extends his hand,
An an old woman grabs it.
He pulls her onto the bus.
She thanks him.

Five minutes from another
High-level murder investigation in hot Matamoros,
A man bends over green plants in a rectangular garden.
Lush garden.

Still garden.

Eugene “Gene” Novogrodsky, early November 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!


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