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Daniel Thomas, continued.

Wet Passage

Rain falls on late night border city. Dogs
whine to get in. Hillsides threaten collapse.
Darkness judgement embraces Tijuana
while cantina artists drink tequila.

Jet roars from Otay airport howling climb
over river and downtown colonias.

On Revolution Avenue, wet shaved
heads argue and fight against each other.

Poet slips girlfriend past to taxi home.



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Revo @ 06:00, 17 Sept 2000

Final all night dates and hookers pass each
other silent glances on the sidewalk.

Mariachi serenades and taxi hustlers
strum and honk their Sunday morning high.

Dawn leaks down from cloudy sky, pulling up
staircases, shuttering doors, sweeping trash.

Hey honey, got a cigarette, want some head?
Going to be another hot one today.



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en la ballena



en la ballena
bailando
cantina in the whale
@ 03:33 a.m.
con/with los artistas
dancing
  
toman cerveza    tequila
   y cigarros   
de cual
time
la hora
of what
ofrece
offers
   .   
la barra
sala de
room of
the bar
ya
sillas
chairs
now
profesa
y mesas
and tables
shows
      .
la cantina dice      
      welcome
drink
bienvenidos, toma   
   .   
Todavia está joven la madrugada.
The after- midnight is still young.
   .   
03:53 that increible hora
   unbelievable hour
.    not yet four
when they shuffle to their seats
seven beers 14 tequilas   
and 20 dances    later

the norteño

still rolls
  
todavia rueda el norteño   

que llegan las quatro horas
that four o'clock arrives

y todos sentados

piensen de dormir
and everyone sits

thinking of sleep.



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Daniel Charles Thomas, aka 'Tijuana Gringo,' was born on Alameda Island in San Francisco Bay and grew up in San Diego on the Mexican frontier.  He has also lived in Washington, D.C., Los Angeles, and Chicago, and for the past three years has divided his time between Tijuana, Mexico and San Diego, California.

Thomas' web page (whose address will be changing soon) can be found by searching any engine for the phrase 'Tijuana Gringo.'  His epic Codex TijuanA shared First Place in the 2000 Ford/Frontera Binational Poetry Contest.

Contact the author at:  thomas@masinternet.zzn.com



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