Sandwiched
at the checkout
by Mennonites,
I am conspicuous
in white linen,
bright MAC red.
One in a bonnet
that could double
as a dinner napkin,
tugs five, gallon
containers of milk
to the conveyer,
glances sideways
at my Chardonnay,
latest Vanity Fair.
I imagine after,
she chugs a drink
in a Fairlane truck,
carefully takes
out the bobby pins,
blots foam from her lip.
tk/February 2012
R.A.D. Stainforth goes grocery shopping...
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