Corner of 1st and 40th

Self realization and appreciation.

Corner of 1^st and 40th

 

While she neared 1^st avenue and 40^th street

eating expensive cheese on a cheap cracker

smelling of expensive cologne and wearing

not- so designer jeans she suddenly realized….

an amazing presence. 

 

Looking both ways before crossing

And although her views were skewed

from rain, she  continued her route

not stopping one single step or having

one tiny regret.

 

Stepping in a mud puddle in her practical shoes

She stomps her feet angrily at herself but

Wipes off the distraction and continues on.

She knows her shoes aren’t ruined. She’s done

that before;  many times.  Good thing they are

knock-off Jimmy Choo’s.

 

Trying to remember her smile and her favorite phrase,

“Fake it til you make it” she trudges on watching

The numbers of the streets get higher and higher.

She doesn’t really care because she knows where she

Is going and she certainly knows where she has been.

 

She thinks to herself how some things

just really aren’t so important

but other things that didn’t seem important

can mean so much to her now. 

Each step she takes gets stronger and wiser.

The pace seems more urgent than before.

 

Pushing her hair out of her face and using her

Finger to wipe the lipstick off her crooked front teeth

She stops momentarily to ask for directions.  She

Doesn’t really need them….but likes to ask anyway

Just for another point of view.

 

Waving her hand as a gesture of thanks she continues

her trek ignoring the directions she had just received

and sips on her freshly made skinny, hazelnut latte

and then laughs loudly at herself knowing that  laughing

is good…especially at yourself.

 

She sees another intersection in the distance and squints her

eyes to try and read the sign even though she knows she won’t

be able to.  Adjusting her ever-trusty push-up bra and

spandex, she suddenly feels the urge to put a hop in her step.

Perhaps it’s her latte high or just thinking of what lies ahead.

Regardless……she starts to hop with a smile on her face.

 

Klyn  1/2011

Reviews

[Klyn]

E.H. Monroe.... "fucked" as the writer may be, you do have one thing right....the crooked toothed, ignorant b***h decided to exit stage right. Yanno..just to throw a curveball to the reader with a negative vibe of trying to get it all together. F**k O right. :)

[The Analog Kid]

I like this a lot. I turned 40 this year also and have similar feelings on it. They use of third person works well here.

[An Ordinary Woman]

I can see her stepping out onto the street. I can see her on the bus, sitting with her feet in the aisle. And I can see her in the theater. She's the one with big hair sitting smack in between me and the screen.

Lovely piece, K

[E.H. Monroe]

It moves like the motion of the feet of the author. I felt a twisted "Sexless in the city" vibe, knock offs, half broken spirit, almost zening herself into a feeling of getting it all together.
The cut off of where the hell she's going or what she's doing doesn't even matter. The journey as it were, and not letting anything f**k you although you're pretty fucked yourself is a great revelation for all pushers of that fresh faced ignorance.

F**k O right. I got all that from a crooked toothed mongrel and some fake shoes.

Well I think its pretty though evoking yeah?

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