Let the city know.
At more than 5,500 miles from home, with fervor in my veins pushing as ever before to unlock the best of myself for the rest of the world to know.
Let’s make it happen, Los Angeles. From Huzhou to Shanghai, let’s give these Cuentos what they need, something more to believe in.
J.T.
The two of us in the car
Stopped at a red light
On the way home
When her phone rings,
Making the little
Ding-da-da-ding-da-da-di-ding-ding sound.
I say, MOM! You know you can turn the volume off
If you would prefer not to pick up.
She curtly replies:
‘Si pero ni quiero hacer eso mijo.’
(It’s not true. She just forgets where the button is.)
We drive along with the Ding-da-da-ding-da-da-di-ding-ding
The concert of being next to her.
J.T.