"Do I know you?"

That's what she asked

a telephone pole.

She stood in front of it staring

like she expected an answer.

I was walking down Congress Street

when I beheld this odd interchange

between animate existence and inanimate.

She then went to a light post

and asked the same question.

"Do I know you?"

She didn't notice that

I had noticed her.

Maybe she was

rehearsing for something.

There was someone she needed to ask,

"Do I know you?"

She was practicing by asking

telephone poles and

light posts

and now a stop sign.

"Do I know you?" she asked the four white letters on a red background.

I stared at her staring at the sign waiting for an answer.

I wanted to stop and ask her for what reason she was rehearsing that line,

"Do I know you?"

But I walked on.

Later that day I saw her at a Starbucks.

I almost wanted to go up to her and ask her "Do I know you?"

but then I decided I didn't want to make fun of her.

I got a latte and waited,

waited to see if whoever she hoped

to ask that question would come in.

She just sat there with a latte.

I got tired of waiting

and left.

Honeysuckle scent

Announcing that the school year

Will soon be over

Opening Grandma's
book I get a paper cut.
Is that her laughing?

We got the library meeting room
between 930 - 10
when it closed.
I usually recite
the worst poetry,
but that night
I was the hero
b/c I noticed
that the librarian
forgot to lock
the front door.
We go back in.
At 10:45 I do my new sonnet.
I was told it wasn't half-bad.

It was the green-light party.

There was a car in front of me,

a car behind me,

a car to the left of me,

and one to the right.

Strangers in metallic isolating bubbles were bonding --

we honked at each other --

rolled down our windows,

shouted at each other --

"There's another!"

Some cars were more expensive than mine,

some cheaper --

And then there was a red light.

And the green-light party ended.

Big white shoes swing wide
While small dog struggles to keep
Up with mincing steps

Read grandmother's books
Found passages underlined
She lived once again