El pueblo de Tunkas en Yucatan
It was one of those days
where the humid heat hung
over the entire town.
Beneath the noontime sun
streets lay empty
as bodies swayed in hammocks
and drinks were imbibed
in cantinas.
Slowly
feet began
walking the dirt roads.
The sun began to
look away as sister moon
awoke.
The lights in the park
flickered on
in the shadow
of the towns church,
a relic of Spanish conquerors.
A gentle coolness
touched skin
as life resumed.
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