when out
in public.
it's what her mother did
and her mother's
mother wore when out
and about.
she showed me
the photos of them
walking around
in purple jump suits,
or a dress, a gown.
their long dark hair,
exactly alike
all hanging down
to the middle of their
backs.
she said she was canadian
so that somehow made
it okay.
you wanted to pet her
like a cat
when you saw her
on the street.
sometimes she'd purr.,
and other times she'd
give you a deadly look
and say, don't do that.
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