San Francisco Shows Me Myself
A large toothy Chinese dragon spirits me away.
To lively San Francisco street with paper lanterns.
Trinkets of all shapes and forms. Smells wafting in
Reminding me of Sweet and Sour Chicken and Pepper Beef.
My mouth waters in anticipation of my next meal here.
A dragon! A child’s shrill voice screams. An old woman smiles.
I realize then it has not been my imagination. I grin at the old
Woman, before I realize it is my reflection in a storefront window.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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