I could almost feel his hands..................... mustard colored tiles...............
The critic had ordered exactly what I was eating.
sopapillas...................... hand carved napkin rings..............................
"two tortillas doubled up, not adequately cooked," I read.
the holes that the woodpeckers made............"refried beans, too much lard. (note: next time order black beans)
his gaze lingered................................the lettuce is limp
brown grass on the hills...with that many salsas available,
the holes in the cactus........it is too difficult to know which one to chose."
blood stains.............. Alvarado salt river........................ low flying planes............. superimposed on on unnatural disasters............ the words that were written in the painting.... strewing meat and sauce in a wide circle........ the endless aisles of Home Depot........ the smell of the leather couch........ 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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