pink ladies

 

I started something in my head yesterday morning while driving.  It’s not finished; I mull things over before considering them “finished”.  Anyway, here’s a bit of “pink ladies”:

it’s yesterday and I’m awake with

the bright Morning Star, truckers, and trains

no traffic on 86

10

70

85

147

until Fulton ends where pink ladies crowd

a circle

their pink skirts greet cold

 

© 3 November 2020

Cindy B. Stevens

 

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