Large fishes on this creek.
A bird hops on stones.
Maya birds so light they perch on the tip of grass.
Vendors used to sell these outside of school.
Inside rattan cages.
We cut them. And then they still grow.
This is a place children can still fly their kites.
They dance, petals flutter,
sometimes as if to submerge
they go round in circles
draw near to a partner
sway toward one direction
before turning to another
