Nuevo Laredo, Mexico
Laredo Walmart
a row of big trucks
taking a siesta
three-year-old Mexican girl
dirty brown toes
under a sunwhite dress
car horns and cumbias
skinny dogs
weaving in traffic
on the American side
vallenato music pours
from a car radio
young hombre
says the dirty words
in English
fifteen-year-old Mexican girl
tells a cop
she's nineteen
her warm brown fingers
tickling my palm
as she hands me my change
under
a yellow umbrella
watching a thunderstorm
dancing by itself
across the plaza
Mexican sun
squeezing lemon juice
on everything I eat
Nuevo Laredo
drunk on cammarone
and avacado
northbound I35
listening to the sun sing
all the way home