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CG ShopPoem. Pan Dulce. Written by Jacinto Jesus Cardona |
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| Written by CG Girl |
| Friday, 09 October 2009 04:22 |
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PAN DULCE By: Jacinto Jesus Cardona I remember riding my fenderless bike to a panaderia del pueblo. sometimes I would go alone, sometimes I would dream I took abuelo by the hand. I remember pan dulce tasting even sweeter after confessing my sins at St. Joseph’s Catholic Church. nothing like dulcified bread for crucified bones. I remember standing in front of the glass displays, telling el panadero, “I’ll take one of these, and one of those, and one of these.” unlike the cool pachuco who came in asking for pan de polvo, un regalo, y un hueso azucarado to go, I had not mastered the names of pan dulce. So imagine my thrill, imagine the authority in my chavalon bones when I returned asking for dos huesos azucarados, two sugared bones to go. Yes, I remember pan dulce, la Virgen de Guadalupe bordered by blue neon lights, and how the smell of canela reminded me of abuelito’s piloncillo skin. |
