Three Line Lunch: Nahuatl New Year, Xocolatl Cafe

a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 204

Nahuatl New Year, Xocolatl Cafe

Out for a sandwich we find a parking lot marketplace: handmade jewelry, masks, balms,
Cacao & corn drinks, for Aztec-themed charter school. Men with braids, feathers in hats,
Women in silver and stone jewelry; evident pride. A community of the unconquered.