Saturday, April 13, 2024

 A torrent

of hibiscus was preeminent 
    the steps were steep
    and the garbage was piled at the street corner
as usual
    We walked past Don Pedro's old torta shop
  But it was locked
He had died ten years before
No one knew what happened to the
sisters who made tacos and sold them for 75 cents
on the street corner 
Also gone: the little family restaurant
and the mountain bike shop
and the abandoned old lot with piles of basura
and overgrown weeds
  - now a multi-storied condominium building
painted white and blue
With fancy flowerpots