The Belt of Santa Claus
by Denver Ejem Torres


Mama told me Papa needed a new belt.
My frail body was too tough like a slipper
it broke his belt from our last session.

The next day I sneaked to check
the shopping bag he brought home.

And I thanked God that the lady
down at the Department Store did not sell
Papa the belt of Santa Claus.






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