the first
time i met her.
when she told me to sit up
straight,
and unbutton the top
button
of my shirt.
she corrected me on her
name.
i'm katherine, she said,
not cat, not cathy,
not kitten.
call me
katherine.
okay, i said. okay.
by the way
you should eat fish
tonight, she said.
and go on a hike
with me tomorrow
after
we go to the save the whales
march
in town.
you're a feminist, right?
of course i told her.
i've never met a woman
with long legs
that i didn't like.
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