Poetry/Prose

Stranger (A Winter’s Night, Upper East Side)

Talk

Wondering

Wandering

Exchanging

What sisters do

In the soft

Hectic light

Of the bar’s edge

Coats draped

Constant movement

Drafty door

Shoulders shrugged

Eyes darted

Silently screamed

Somebody shut it

Reds

Whites

Blues

Observations

Flighty neighbors

Found their tables

Some lady left

And he landed

Plugged his eyes

Two people down

Into my face

Distraction

Wandering

Exchanging

What strangers do

In the soft

Hectic light

Of the bar’s edge

She asked me

What’s happening?

I replied:

Tell you later

Turned my fork

Pretending

To listen

To eat

To think

Of anything

But finally turning

To the pull

Of his eyes

For a second

We saw everything

Haunting us

I turned away

Looked down

Adjusted my shirt

My sister shifted

Cracked a joke

Unrelated

We laughed

Bruised his ego

Split the bill

Closed our coats

We knew

They were no match

For such cold air

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