Day One

Christians defy their credo- pray piously and righteous and sing- vulgar campy songs
March on Soldiers-march
Dios Mio- what shit! - outside our rooms inside the camp-
There’s more
A shower by the pool- plaster vault-light switch- bare bulb fixture hangs, empty from the center of the ceiling- besides the shower head- execution style suicide vault-
bats-
a penned up goose in space too small to turn around-once-
honks, honks, honks
and the neighbor boys in sandals and dust-pick berries from the tree and dance as they eat and ask to have a picture taken –
with you, and you, and you.
dinner, rice and beans, sauce plantain-
all fine-
mouse with long tail scurries by!
Each morning- each night-heart ponds,
find courage to go in or out the door-
to sleep
Day One in Campo Los Hippocities.