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There’s this new taco stand at the racetrack where you used to work.
You would have loved it…
or maybe you wouldn’t have.
I don’t know.
I’m honestly not sure if you even like Mexican food…
liked Mexican food.
Not sure if it’s been that long that I don’t remember,
or we never got the chance to talk about it.
Either way, I saw you today,
coming home,
laying your Motorola flip phone and set of house keys on the kitchen table we were gifted when you got custody of us again.
You told me about the birria tacos you tried on your lunch break,
and how the owner of the stand has horses and daughters of his own.
You mispronounced birria;
that’s okay.
And the funny thing is
that you didn’t even know if you liked the food yourself.
Authentic Mexican food can be a shock to a white, North American man’s tongue.
Maybe we will go try them again sometime
when I get to meet you at the taco stand in heaven.
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