From Catch Up With Summer, 2015.
Two women sit at the lunch table
the one in front of mine.
Blond curly hair. Raspy voice. Talks a lot.
Short dark pageboy. Whispery voice. Hardly says a word.
Blond issues a stream of speech
intense and non-stop
into Pageboy’s face. Pageboy does not flinch.
There is some serious relationship talk going on
or maybe it’s family problems
or both. There is trouble with a man and
I gather his first wife always had dinner on the table
every night at six.
Pageboy doesn’t get a word in
and I wonder how she might feel
about dinner on the table at six.