Summer Days

we'd sip halo-halo
go to the cinema
for a couple of pisos
on summer days

me and mama with my assortment of titas
kuyas and ates
the small cousins
they call me ate
on summer days

we'd buy barbeque on stick
wait for the boys
who sell lumpia from house to house
they live far down in farmland
the man who sold taho
he'd walk with two buckets on a pole
carrying it on his shoulders
his burden like jesus
walking with his cross
on summer days

in the palengke
i'd often go with my mother
a world within worlds
of bargains and food stands
meats and exotic fruits
a child's eye candy
the smell overwhelming
on summer days

i'd wait for my daddy
to come down from airplane rides
to come get us for good
so i can live my life
on summer days

i was 10 when the weather changed
summer turned 3 months out of 1 year
i got my first pair of mittens with matching boots
a coat with cheap fur lining
a custom made accent
for brightly colored people
with shocking eyes and hairs

it ended
the summer days


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