Waiting at CIMA

Out past the big hospital,the monolith with its reflective glass facade and gun turret windowswe waited for you in the caruntil I caught a glimpse of somethingAcross the herringbone pavers styrofoam para llavar boxeswedged themselves against the curbWe walked to the end of the parking lotwhere empty paint buckets and plastic straws nuzzled rock gabions.ButContinue reading “Waiting at CIMA”