relieved of bones, wiggly skin
it’s taut again
scooped
tailored
pinch her waist
she’s singing now
the world’s on fire
dancing Preciosa
cat-eye specs
arroz con “sauro-creen”
margaritas con sal
her plane dips and swallows
she’s got her choice
built chimneys
broke that pulsing red thump it
her record player
one thousand strings
canaries in hacienda white and blue
her third floor walk up
aristocracy
no mande here
just Tío Ramón spoiling her
Polito el toro like Spot
pollitos at the foot of her bed
til the dinner bell rang
those tears turned
upside down signs at her luncheonette
a milliner’s dream at Bonwit Teller
a life twisted by one man’s Soledad
new born teens and Guadalupe
pulled her into canción
canta, canta
no llores
each drop of you
swims in us
Rebecca Inspires Now 
This makes my heart smile 🙂
Hooray! You inspired it with the plane imagery. Let’s hold on to all of those memories. As well as the BMI tests of ancient cultures. 😉
I like it…so many important memories come out of those words!!
Thank you! And we all have so many!
LOVE! ❤
Thanks cuz!
This is so perfect… love and miss your poetry, girl!!
Thank you my friend! That means a lot. It makes me want to post a weekly poem!
Beautiful and vivid. I see it all. You’re awesome Rebecca!
Thank you very much, Mon! I am glad you can see it–that’s the goal. There are so many more stories to document. 🙂