The Trader
The quick thumps made
me realize he is breaking
down, little by
little –
As opposed to those
footsteps of his bolding
audience – on a
rattan chair.
He must have thought
of fortune as plenty as Dinorado* .
However, he is a Chinese;
he had no ornate of
cats, of Buddha, of dragons
– he is allergic to them.
But he is a Chinese;
and Chinese believe in
luck, charms, and
curses.
*Dinorado is a rice variety.
Ca. 2007
Copyright © Indio Ramos | Year Posted 2013
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