Taco Truck
by Winter Yim
My fallen arches trace salty borders.
I seek relief in taco form, tastes of
Tulum, away from the tourist traps.
Lights, clementine ripe, line the awning of
a truck, sleeping on a residential street.
Comic Sans chartreuse menus, laminated
against chewed collateral,
rests upon
moon white plastic tables,
while the cook rests atop a cerulean cooler
and Mayan ruins.
What the owner envisions: a taco truck empire,
spanning México, los Estados Unidos. Regaining
the land conquered.
Winter is an emerging writer from Massachusetts and currently based in New Jersey. They have taken workshops taught and curated by contemporary poets such as Porsha Olayiwola, Jared Harél, Chibbi Orduña, Danielle Legros Georges, and Xan Phillips. Their writing covers themes such as home and belonging, identity, transformation, and invisibility.
