españa

it's all reversed now. i walk around the roundabout with the cañadio bar with the bacardi window (or if i go counterclockwise: past the frutos secos tienda with flashing neon lights) and past the hotel with buses filled to the brim with tourists, down the smooth (and slippery) slope to a busier street, cross, past the shoes and the hippie store with incense, past the groceries and ¡eh voilá! (our first date with gabe and jaime...ay), up the hill and past my art shop (but the palomas are gone and have been replaced by bulls--funny they begin with something no one would ever think to harm...then to the other. where's the difference?...). cross the skinny street, past the cafeterías (la biblioteca included), through the plaza where the couples and novios and friends stare me down for walking with exposed feet (que horror). continue, walking, finding shade, the bracelet store, the bread store on the corner, turn down jardines after more shoes, past the mini-dumpsters...home. but only for a few hours more... después: the past.

posted by me @ 2:24 AM