Los Colores de Paso del Norte (The Colors of Paso del Norte)

Vincent Hostak

September 24, 2023

On the Paso del Norte bridge

the blue of truth turns a faded grey,

the color young Federales once wore

before these days of desert camouflage.

It’s the color of girders reflected in the Rio Grande.

We could walk across borders once, see the occupation: 

those white-grey blisters on chocolate-red waters

for as long as the sun blanched the river’s skin, 

which was almost always.


This color, on the patches of a Spanish Mustang,

tints each knee to each heel, 

bespeckles its ochre flesh

draped across its uphill build.


It’s the blue in the Dylan song,

his misadventure in the borderland

(one we were too young to even hope to have).

You might find the color on a paint chip:

“Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blue” (sic).

Wasn’t the wind whistling that tune

on the bridge during a fray between 

the Westerlies and the Trade Winds?

We, too, were “lost in Juarez”

sporting the colors and tells of foolish

Anglo kids from the Northeast side,

denim and deerskin fringed cadets.


What were we to find?

Shellacked brown toads in tight tango embraces,

an alabaster chess set with its

badly buffed Gandalf king,

pirated cassettes with poorly translated labels.

You said, they saw us coming, but also,

were just trying to make a living.



That Mustang might still roam

some unpatrolled, cholla freckled

public canyon land, grazing

along the margins of a playa


Far from the curio-seeking tender teens,

parades of plaza mariachis,

all-to-easy to procure Carta Blancas

chilled with a strong taste of can, these

places were more than we could imagine, 

and now, more than we ever should.


Razor wire in the Rio Grande,

deadly palisades between kindness and hostility

making orphans of children in their sway.

There are shadows starker than crisp reflections

dwelling in all our neighbors’ eyes and a pale 

“floating barrier” that scars our common flesh.


Vincent Hostak is a writer and media producer from Texas now living near the Front Range of Colorado south of Denver. His recently published poems are found in the journals Sonder Midwest and the Langdon Review of the Arts in Texas and as a contributor to the TPA. He writes & produces the podcast: Crossings-the Refugee Experience in America.







 


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