i spotted her from a distance,
walking in the park, on her cell,
with one shoe on, and on the other
foot, no shoe or sock; i wondered
where her cigarettes were.
there she was, strolling on the sidewalk
with a cigarette in hand, in front of
an infamous strip club, looking worn
and torn from the brutal Florida weather.
she seemed to be practicing for the
summer olympics for speed walking
(not sure why that’s a thing)
but with very short shorts and a shirt
three sizes too small; belly poking
out enough to notice (certainly, not pregnant).
i instantly fell in love with all three of these
unique women. i had to stop. i had to know them.
i instantly fell out of love with all three of them
$120 later. it was time and financially prudent
to move on…and to visit the health clinic.