she was noel,
but now she's noah.
I can see that by her name
tag
on her apron.
today her hair is white.
it's been blue before,
green,
red, raspberry striped.
it's a nice head of
hair.
a style a woman
might wear,
but now I see a small
thin
bouquet of whiskers
growing under her chin.
thin feathery strands
of a new beard.
i'm confused.
I use to say, thanks
noel. now I say, thanks
noah, when handed
my coffee, but i'm
hesitant. thanks is
good enough.
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