An Odd Trio Were We


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It just so happens the best place in town for cake

(if you are a dulce de leche fan)

is also the best place in town

for homemade

ineffably fresh

tortillas

it is also the best place to hang out

at sunny tables in flip flops

drinking cold local brews

and swapping stories

with a little girl named Naomi

who is about to get on the bus with her mother.

Naomi is very old and wise,

for she informed her charmed audience

that she was five and knew

many things.

(Because, you see,

her sister was only three

and knew nothing at all.)

Naomi proceeded to tell us

some of the many many things

she knew

Sitting, as we were

and as it were

captive

at our outdoor tables,

glued to our flip flops and cold beers

Chained by golden sunny strands

spun by the sweet sound of Naomi’s voice

who was two years older than her sister

waiting for the bus

and infinitely sweeter

than the world.

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Daily post: An odd trio… 

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