(disclaimer: i am not a fluent or native Spanish speaker, obviously. i just enjoy it and am learning it in school so i thought i'd share a short poem i wrote in class.)
jueves
corre al viernes y esta triste
porque el invierno
llora y llora
/
thursday
runs into friday and is sad
because the winter
cries and cries
Posted in response to the challenge Language.
whatever shoes i was given back then i could not possibly let go of.
it was unfathomable. it was an outrage
that the light-up ones, the purple sandals,
even the astronaut rainboots had to go. i wanted them,
Since I could eat, I have loved eating. Since I could open
my mouth and shriek for sustenance I have been in love with food.
And it has always loved me back -
tacos, grilled cheese, steak, sushi, matzo ball soup,
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