Spanish Harlem

Hot words spewed from
dog stained fire hydrants
in a sweltering Spanish
Harlem July noche

Vatos sat on concrete stoops
comparing nine and ten
millimeter chrome plated
equalizers, pretty mamacitas

Flashed Ladysmith.38’s and
legs all the way to heaven,
they all knew a double tap

was a one way ticket to gone. 




--Catfish McDaris

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