A Poem

The hum of the freezer. The warmth of the room. The noise of the cash register. The sound of a printed receipt. The brief exchange of words between patron and clerk.  

Spanish is spoken. 

Their words are inaudible. 

Their tone suggests a friendly embrace, where genuine laughter emanates. 

The quiet hum of the freezer returns, as does the warmth. 

Here, I feel safe. Connected.