Panama Reflection Poem

From the first minute

my eyes landed

on the palm trees

my heart leaped


plates of fruit

pineapple jam

strange new faces

delicious accents


Hotel hopping, strange soft beds

getting intimate knowledge

of way too many

public restrooms


sampling coffee, loving

the thrill of spending money

for once


Throwing hasty spanish

at unsuspecting panamanians

who don’t deserve

what I’ve done to their lyrical language


Forging deep fast friendships

prioritizing what to do in the

precious few hours we have left

listening to others’ lives

glimpsing other worlds


Travel makes you richer

in currency that counts

relationships are cash you cannot lose

assets that don’t depreciate

and checks that never bounce

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