Summer in RI: Poetry
Summertime on the stoopat Grandma’s,with my cousins,laughing whilethe ice cream truckmusic blared.Get three cones and a chocolateéclair.Sometimes,we spent the whole daysitting on those stairs.Grandma in the living room,watching Telemundo.Bachata musicplaying outfrom the second floor.Pooling all our money togetherfor some munchies.Someone,take a walk with meto the corner store.Piling in the car,now we’re headingto the beach.Ice in […]