by Jerry Ratch
Your piece about going to New York reminded me of a trip I made to Mexico. About 6 of us went to Nuevo Laredo sometime back in the late sixties. We ended up in a red light district and I had my first experience with tequila. Lots of tequila! I must have wandered away from the bar we were at, because they said they found me down the street sitting on a curb petting some mangy yellow dog. The following morning everyone went to breakfast except me, because I was at some local diner chugging water like I was on fire ... Montezuma's revenge be damned! The smell of that Mexican food nauseated me to the point where I still can't eat it, and the only tequila I've had since is a Tequila Sunrise (basically punch).
I just can't figure out why nothing terrible happened to me that night. Young, blonde, drunk American girl sitting on a dirty curb in the red light district of Nuevo Laredo, and everyone left me alone ... amazing.
Oh, I forgot to mention — I remember you wearing English Leather after shave. Anytime I catch a whiff of it, it brings back some intense memories!
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Voice of the Past
Our Lady of Guadalupe was lookin' out for her, is why
I like all the dustiness here. But I think I want to hear more here... this strikes me as a nice little reminiscence, but there's got to be more to this girl, this story... wondering if it is part of a larger work?
Also, I would consider putting the English Leather reference earlier, maybe working it into the story more. I am not sure it works as an "Oh, I forgot to mention" -- it might be cool to weave it in as the one sharp thing among those murky memories without that deliberate introduction to it.... just an idea, which you may or may not dig.
Yes, the Voice of the Past series are posted on this site. All part of a piece I'm working on. Thanks!