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Slip House on 5th
Sitting here at Slip housebehind this rusted fencemade from scraps and swirling iron rodsthinking about the unfinished houses in Pasaje with varillas exposed
Slip house has a little bench out front, next to the Japanese maplewith its young red leaves anda climbing vine winding itself upthe twisted varilla door
En el Pasaje de mis niñesall the houses had front gardens toountil el desarrollo llegó y el cemento borro el espacio para las amacas, las plantas, las flores, y las raícesin old pots, and jarros, y tubs
I miss walking on the cool soft groundclimbing crotos tall as treesPretending they were the very buildingsI now take conference calls in
Algun dia el development will sell them back the front gardens and condemn my aunts and cousins for the cement and will insist they usethe old pots, and jarros, y tubsrebranded, and stylized
I will watch it all happen sitting here on this benchdesconectada de donde vinecon heridas habiertassiendo desarroyo en carne vivathis city in my veinssitting here in Slip house’s front gardencon an iron rod fence