On a dare, we hopped the old stone wall and ran toward the fort. Sitting low by the wall, I told you my secrets. You told me yours. I promised to always love you, dance all night, and be your mom. We claimed the fort, you and I. Together everything is possible.
This is Day 176 since Hurricane Maria made landfall and Day 189 since Hurricane Irma made landfall on the island of Puerto Rico.
Night falls so quickly as one approaches the Tropic of Cancer. High above the ocean, the sun dropped and clouds revealed the moon. Murcielagos, murcielagos, mi primo yelled to us. Ya vienen pa’ comer los aguacates…. corre, corre, con prisa. Ahora viene Mami. Me voy de aquí.
My cousins and I ran so fast. My aunt was coming…. which meant that she had seen us playing out in the fields, chasing her chickens. The bats were leaving the caves at sundown for their dinner and my cousin was out of there before he got into trouble!