One Spring
The air was thick with the promise of lilacs and rain that evening and the clouds hovered about my shoulders like the mink stole from my mother's closet. I tried on from time to time. I was sixteen and I knew it. I tossed my head like a proud pony, My hair rippling down my back in one golden wave as I walked down the sultry street. My bare feet barely touching the ground. Past the sounds of a television, A dog barking, A mother calling her child, My body, slicing through the heavy air like a sailboat gliding on lazy water. When the blue car slowed alongside me I took no notice Until two faces leaned out the open window. "Nice tits you got there ,honey." "Hey sweetheart, shine those headlights over here." "Wanna go for a ride?" I stopped, Dazed as a fish thrust out of water Into sunlight so bright it burns my eyes. I turn and walk away fast Head down, arms folded, Feet slapping the ground. I hear "Nice ass too." Then laughter The screech of ti...