After Latino Lit
Confidence struck me ordering coffee today.
Yet
distracted, wet in line,
I’m asked twice what I’d like
and am told the cash total,
to which I nod agreeably.
right, Wallet!
All witnessed by my short, colorful professor,
who says, “You could have been under my umbrella!”—
a post-invitation to this silly undergrad
with his random baritone ramblings
to help warm the air under her
green and umber sombrilla, paraguas, parasol
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