Warm Half Moon Trio

Gap

Book dropped, Mother.

Giants’ loss, Father.

Gap.

***
Car Wash

Car wash dry.

Street puddle.

Crouched white cat laps.
***

Muttering

Mute anger.

Mute cursing.

Curb judging.

 

Displaced

Developer buys pristine green thick acre.

Developer levels trees brush scrub.

Chachalacas leave, lost.

 

Diving

Cuba opens.

The United States opens.

Cruise ships to Havana.

And I was on a ferry with my parents and brother from Miami to Havana in 1953.

It docked.

Hundreds stood by the rail …and then, the lure, ease, tug of the mob ….

I joined the hundreds in throwing coins into the gray black harbor waters.

Black men in bikini briefs dove from the dock into the water,

Retrieved the coins, and surfaced with them in their mouths.

We threw more and they dived more and surfaced again ….

Did I really do that?

Yes, I did.

“Why not! You were a kid, part of a mob and group,” a friend says.

Yes, yes, I was ….

 

 

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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