January 23, 2011

  • I am Queen of the World today

    I got a ride to the airport with Jeff and Lindsay

    tried to catch a bus to the Boa Vista mall

    Found out I was waiting on the wrong side of the road

    The old man tipped his hat to America

    And said many other things I didn’t understand when I asked for directions

    I am Queen of the world today

     

    I sat next to a gentleman who’d traveled Brazil

    The busses are bad in Manaus, he said

    Everything is expensive in Fernando De Noronia

    As I got off the bus the rain began

    It beat against me as I ate Manioc cake

    And shared the change with a begger

    I am Queen of the world today

     

    The bookstore is a heaven that I cannot share

    I can only take with me a couple pieces

    And chosing which ones…isn’t heaven anymore

    Two bags of books to carry home–I feel successful from my treasure hunt

    The rest can wait for another day

    I am Queen of the world today

     

    The sun beats down on my back as I write these words

    I watch the trash float down the river as the man

    Throws out his net to catch fish. Nothing.

    The guy next to him pulls in twenty, boasting loudly

    The other guy cusses even louder

    Old Recife on one side, the road towards the mall on the other

    I am halfway across, in the middle of the bridge

    I am Queen of the world today

     

    I carefully walk over bottle tops and tree roots that have taken over the sidewalk

    I cross the street to the closely knit stores

    All selling the same thing for the same price

    They stand in the shadow of the majestic Catholic cathedrals

    Coconut rings–whole strands for five dollars

    I am Queen of the world today

     

    Japanese tapioca for one Real

    I balance my bags, the spoon, and my food with the jostling crowd

    Amazon fruit juice before I get on the busride home

    The women puts in powders and ingredients until I’ve lost count

    Hoping to God they are all clean and legal

    They always tell me not to buy from street vendors

    I am Queen of the world today

     

    I sit on the semi-express bus

    Waiting to leave and wash off the dirt of a day in the city

    Under the statue of the man and a chicken, the street girl

    Has turned into a woman, sleeping through the day

    I am Queen of the world today

     

    Released from a cage of my own construction

    I flutter from place to place

    reveling in aloneness, sunshine, and two feet to walk anywhere

    “Unrequited” by Ani DiFranco falls out of my earphones

    I am Queen of the world today

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