To help you go from brainstorm to poem, here is the example from my brainstorm from last week. It's still a work in progress, but it will give you the idea. I'm looking forward to your poems!
Shoeshine Boy
A taxi cab honks
and the faint sweet whiff
of jugo de mango settles
on the dust next to
the five shoe-shine boys
and their livelihood.
The diesel exhaust cannot
Drown out the taste
Of Tia Rosa’s empenadas
Even though it makes
Playing hoyita a little distracting.
They will never get 100 pesos.
Victor remembers
The maqueno he ate for breakfast
And his dad who hasn’t come home
Since before his last birthday.
He looks back to his shoe-shine kit
And his stomach sinks again
As he smells the dust mixed
With stale cerveza.
He blackens those images
Like he blackens shoes
And pulls his long sleeves
Even longer over his fists.
The shop ladies gossip
Outside their tiendas and
The little boy knows that
They could be talking about
Anyone’s dad and anyone’s
Tia Rosa and anyone’s
Shoe shine kit.
The dirt crunches under his
Dusty jeans and
None of it matters
As long as there is
One more customer
At the end of the day
So that the angry Military Macaw
In the trees above him
Will screech at someone else
and leave him in the relative peace
That comes from
One more pair of
Shiny shoes.
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