beside the tostada salad ............. Tortilla chips, bowls of fresh salsa --
remembering champagne, a newly mowed green lawn ..............the taste of the soft taco
played the song twice........ ..was like a sunny day in Mexico City.
preoccupied with the application........ the river running fast below..............
brown grass on the hills...The tortillas were thick and homemade
the holes in the cactus..............We had a pitcher of weak marguaritas --
blood stains..............The kind you could drink forever.
the visual gap left by the departed beer......... Alvarado salt river........................ low flying planes............. the words that were written in the painting.... the smell of the leather couch........ for as long as I could remember....................... I could almost feel his hands..................... hand carved napkin rings......................... sopapillas...................... mustard colored tiles............... the long walk into town.................. the sound that the lizards made..............

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