Tecate Border Crossing

we walked into mexico
had some food and beer
followed by coffee
and a hot chocolate

we walked back into
los estuches where
there was no line
at the pedestrian
crossing, only us
two, with our white
skin, me with my
dirty blonde hair
and blue eyes did
not even have to
scan my passport card
nor show the official
my grocery shopping
bag, which held some
leftover pizza and
fresh pastries for
my morning breakfast

he waved me through
not checking my bag
not even a half-
assed attempt at it