JESS PROVENCIO // auntie
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auntie
seen dis a public bus kyan see and smell everyone from all ova flip-flops in the rain a windbreaker meant for climates with a drier spring nothing she is wearing is waterproof toes gnarled like tree roots their joints swollen with arthritis announce her advanced years like the trunk of a transplanted tree auntie’s bones miss the island heat me naw unnastan buy a fruit a market just pic a fruit a tree now a haffi buy in a country with 24 hour electricity auntie’s arthritis doesn’t let her stand on her tiptoes she can barely reach the safety rail when the bus brakes her eyes squint from sun wrinkled leather living in a place with too much smog sore from putting in her years until social security kicked in now she works more than full time faded like the flowers on her blouse taking care of the grandchildren while her children go from job to job she shuttles back and forth between houses braving the elements in her inadequite clothes the trail of her long skirt smudged with mud while she remembers a life on the island as vivid as the print on her headwrap. |
Jess Provencio received a degree in Mexican-American Studies from CSU-LA in 2009. As an avid reader, and a bilingual writer, Jess draws inspiration from people watching. Jess’ first published work, “you’ll never tip a go-go boy in this town again”, an anthology about West Hollywood, is available on Amazon.
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