"mejo, can you get down a few avocados?"

twist of the hook
and an avocado falls

the sun sinks
into the neighbors roof

it does not catch fire
though i can visualize it

my breathe
reeking of ghosts
my eyes
distant as stars

but i sit down
with my grandmother
with a box of avocados

and the earth pauses itself
for a moment

and we

have a very decent conversation

about plants