If you’re standing in the lobby
and headed to the ninth floor,
don’t press the Up button. Press Down.
“So it’s not about what you want,”
I reason aloud. “It’s about
what needs to happen next.”
Carla’s wet eyes surprise me.
She finds meaning in everything.
“Exactamente.”
Outside a vendor sells flowers
that are not impatiens
—they’re alegría.
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She does. That Carla is a wonder.
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11/22/13 5:56pm
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Carla always gets it right.
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11/22/13 3:47pm
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