A young boy drips cheese on his shirtless chest
as he takes a bite of a nacho he is eating from a Styrofoam bowl.
He reaches up for a napkin on the makeshift counter
of the mobile diner that blinks “Charbroiled Hamburgers” in bright blue neon.
A much needed breeze flows through the market
and carries with it the smell of leather and popcorn.
Tables are lined with purses, old books, and statues of the Virgin Mary.
A young girl points to a cloudy glass jar filled with giant pickles
and starts to cry as her mother pulls her away.
A woman stops to gaze at a purse and begins to haggle with a local merchant.
She is wearing a shirt that reads, “Do you believe in love at first sight?”
And for a moment, I do.

-Vickie Velasquez