Spying Fort de France

a mere ferry ride away;

like New Orleans worse for wear

it beckons with Francophile charm.


A McDonald’s greets you

upon disembarking

And cranes popping up

New buildings as the façade

of French charm wanes.


Icy, air conditioned malls abound

and the Black pearl is boarded up

and the distillery is closed

and the fort is closed.


Kiosks are shuttered

but mementos honed in China

fill the Tilo rack.


The well reviewed Mexican restaurant

not open when it should be.

There’s ample light pollution 

once the sun goes down


and the people are really nice

but it seems all the good stuff

is shuttered and closed.




Author's Notes/Comments: 

sauntering through Fort-de-France, Martinique

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