the color platinum

people would often stop

her on the street

and ask her what color her hair was.

sometimes it was red,

while other times it was more

of a crimson hue.

occasionally it would be a dark

deep brown, like how a

bear rug looks.

i'd stand there and listen to these

conversations

between complete  strangers,

and think about my own hair,

or lack of it.

i told the girl at the dmv to put

down platinum, which made

her laugh and call over

other employees to laugh

with her.

that ain't no drivers license color

she said.

try again.