Alone In the Crowd
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
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