← v15n1, Spring 2016
Poetry · Volume 15, Number 1

The Corner Grocery

My mother worked.

My middle brother studied.

My older brother studied and worked.

And me, I was cared for in the corner grocery

of the Galicians Pilar and Luis.

The Galician Pilar let me help her.

My specialty was weighing the fruit.

One time, accidentally, I saw her nipples.

Even now, grocery stores excite me.