I’m sorry we can’t swim in the river
We’re not sure what’s in it
Surely we might catch something
Ginkgos and Cumbia bridging
places, culture, the cityscape
I could be anywhere
Toro Toro!
Red captures my attention
Judgment, charging like a lineman
But I relinquish my helmet
Before I’m gored by my ignorance
I have a lot to unpack
