Damp on the Mexican Sidewalk and Joyous

by CiarĂ¡n Ryan

IT was Primero de Mayo,
The night after the Annual State of the Union,
When I absorbed all the days
in between with a sponge.

We were singing
carols.
We were wringing
the sponge.

The songs turned into shouts
As Dia de la Raza and Thanksgiving fell out.

''Watch your feet!
The Birthday of Benito Juarez
Is rolling down the street!''

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