Alone in the Crowd

Written by: Carolyn Devonshire

crowded places…
                    nameless faces

Families amble past…
                    I just try to walk fast

I bow my head so they can’t see…
                    my face makeup free

some are enthralled…
                     by this busy mall

but I keep walking…
                     and hope no one is talking

about a lady who shops by herself…
                     an old woman who belongs on a shelf

free of the fleeting fantasy…
                     that I will ever be more than a casualty

a woman whose husband died young…
                     and by his death she still feels stung

decades passed, I chose not to remarry…
                     life alone seems dreadfully scary 



*Entry for Paula’s “Unease” contest