I Confess

I stalked her
In the grocery store; her crown
of snowy braids held in place by a great silver clip,
her erect bearing, radiating tenderness,
the way she placed yogurt and avocados in her basket,
beaming peace like the North Star.
I wanted to ask, “What aisle did you find
your serenity in, do you know
how to be married for fifty years or how to live alone,
excuse me for interrupting, but you seem to possess
some knowledge that makes the earth turn and burn on it’s axis–“
But we don’t request such things from strangers
nowadays. So I said, “I love your hair.”
-Alison Luterman


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