Ricardo Moran

Time to Think
by Ricardo Moran

A Bart Simpson piggy bank bobs past.
The desert sun sears my lip, my right ear, and chin
while the shadows of the fence slice me.
I take two steps but would rather turn around.

Ahead, polyester arms folded. Bags colored, weaved
in plastic. Backs ache.
The line moves. Then stops.

Car exhaust. Rap music grates my ears, profanity
silences the melancholy yearning
of a ranchera ballad. Tires turn clockwise,
one minute, then another.

The bells ring on a cart with roses
of Mazapan. Cotton candy perched on sticks
like clouds from yesterday’s sunset,
and handwoven blankets sit
on the shoulder of a child.

Sweat trickles like tears from last night’s confession
when my beard rubbed against yours. Your cologne on my shirt.
My foot moves forward and then back. Someone cut in line.

Like a ghost, the elotero disappears by the park.
The trees, the crabgrass locked in. And I place the ring back on my finger.

 

Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 23, Issue 4.

Ricardo MoranRicardo Moran’s lifelong passion is promoting literacy. You can find his work in The Seattle Star, Perceptions Magazine, the Potomac Review, among others. Ricardo was one of 12 finalists in the We Need Diverse Books picture book contest in 2017. In 2020, he received the Peter K. Hixson Memorial Award for poetry. Additionally, he sits on the board for San Diego Writers Ink and is a member of the Nebraska Writers Guild. Visit his website at www.ricardomoranwriter.com

See all items about Ricardo Moran

Visit Ricardo Moran’s contributors page.

Leave a Reply