The First Sunday

 

We need some beans, arepas, avocadoes, rice,

queso campesino, ground beef and  plantains, my mom said.

The problem was that the queso campesino is a Colombian exclusive

and the arepas tasted different.

However, it was our first Sunday in the U.S.,

and we had to eat bandeja paisa no matter what.

My mom sent my dad to the grocery store,

And all he could find was queso latino

and arepas sencillas.

However, it was our first Sunday in the U.S.,

and we had to eat bandeja paisa no matter what.

At three o’clock in the afternoon, we all sat together at the table.

This time, the table was round,

and the walls in the dining room were all plain white.

However, it was our first Sunday in the U.S.,

and we had to eat bandeja paisa no matter what.

There was a heavy silence at the table,

Some were thinking, some singing in their minds,

and some were just wondering what it would be like from there on.

 

Jorge Pradilla

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