Primo Donna

Concrete and stiletto heals.

Vacuums and Lounge Chairs.

When did they say they would meet us?

The sun is a gasp of brilliance today,

as she puts her sunglasses on

and puts her prescription glasses in her purse.

When did they say they would meet us?

7:00 O’Clock. Very soon.

Blue shiny stilettos. And a dog barking from the

back window of a car.

A telephone pole alone beside the road. An old barn

back 800 feet from the road. A field of grass and an old barn

back 800 feet from the road. Tennessee, Murphysboro. Why do

these things stay and an old joke at midnight from him. The maid says…

I have never traveled.

There is a fawn in the field by a salt lick. The older woman sits beside me.

She is happy to be out on the porch. They asked if I would sit with her

and she could go outside. It was 7:30 in the evening and the moon was a soft

blue at the edge of the sky. She sat with me for twenty minutes and said

I’m ready to go in.