y tu de donde eres?
Mamá’s purple velvet robed lap
pink hairbrush wrapped in brown knuckles,
knees hugged close to prevent escape.
Friday night bingo:
second-story, two bedroom apartment
brimming with cousins, aunts, uncles.
nickels, dimes and quarters clink in plastic containers.
Milwaukee’s best in diamond etched glasses,
except for the men, they didn’t need glasses.
Grandchildren reign free over three stories:
Tia’s upstairs, “Tia’s” downstairs.
once, we let Billy play father
He took off his belt and swatted us all.
Little “Billy Boy!”
crashed Mami’s Maxima at 3
smiled from driver’s side
“See , told ya I could drive!”
Marisela, Pimpinela,La Lupe, Cocoband and Sandro
blasting during Saturday morning cleanin’ sessions.
Heineken, Johnny, Courvoisier
sunday morning hangovers.
church in Papi’s Martinique blue 1982 t-top Firebird
with in-dash drink dispenser.
La muñeca de Mami
rabbit fur coat, pink crinoline-lined dress,
white broad-brimmed hat, lace gloves, patent leather shoes, and box purse
Plaid skirted gypsy
Pillow cummerbund, painted face geisha.
I am from the nook
at the top of the stairs
where you can see unseen
as you listen ,hands clasped
to brother’s in prayer,
to your teenaged half-sister
being thrown out.