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Grey Fantasy: I Felt Ill--at ease in a suit, really?

Published by PONIKAA GIRL | Tuesday, September 30, 2014 9:34 AM


183 words


A woman poses in front of a mirror in Hugo Boss
wool-blended, sharply tailored with trousers (not pants)

A ten-year-old girl stands on the other side of the mirror
She prefers riding swings at Booth Park
and catching crayfish in Nu’uanu Stream
Afterwards she's polka-dotted a Mercurochrome red

Her legs can't scoop blue skies and pump them behind her
while wearing these pants (trousers)
And she's really really sorry for all the crayfish she tried to keep alive
in the Folgers' coffee can
Even when everyone said, They not going make it

They (grown ups) lost their reds when their backs became fuzzy
and brownish and then a somewhat white
Dabbing them with tonic only made the water red and angry

Maybe if she could go back to Nu’uanu Stream
incant and release all the crayfish's tiny souls:
before leptospirosis washed away her dreams
of taking her children's children there
before dog kennel washings
before invading black fish
before it became never again

All thoughts evaporated as the woman slipped her arm in a red Armani
virgin wool, notched collar, with (flap) pockets



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