1/3 moon
 tree flower fallen on sidewalk - foto by smith our spanish teacher Ella told Lady none of her other students invited her into their homes for food and talk. after each lesson, Lady shows Ella how to prepare another dish as she cooks lunch for the three of us. Ella said Lady’s more Mexican than American because Americans eat and run while Mexicans drop by unannounced to sit and chat for hours. the U.S. is task oriented, Mexico’s more family. they have to be because family and friends are all they have - they get no help and much abuse from their government. i was going to say the Mexican government is more openly, flagrantly dishonestly brutal than the U.S. government, but after 7 years of the Cheney Bush, that wouldn’t be fair. i’m fragmenting lately in my fotos, and my thoughts. life’s a collage, which we get to make anew every day using yesterday’s broken bits. there’s a one third moon hanging over the mango tree, a black silver sliver in Mexican night. i don’t play by the rules when i pull petals off a flower - instead of saying “she loves me, she loves me not,” - i say “she loves me, she loves me,” and don’t pull the petals or pick the flower. why should flower suffer my emotion?  cemetery sidewalk section - foto by smith |
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