I saw her walk by, the sun framing her face like a happy memory. Too many threads in her thread bare blouse, her hair shining like a distant star. I remember her now differently then when I saw her. I intellectualize what we fleetingly had, her eyes never finding purchase but her gaze darting about looking for a future. I saw her stall with her eyes staring at nothing in particular and I could almost see her search for the feeling of others watching. Is it her self image that searches for the attention or is it the tears she holds back that needs some fleeting mention of affirmation? In the two seconds I saw her I'll never forget her. In the coming years I'll see many more like her. In my life I might one day be her. Remember me as I walk by, a smile, a worn dress shirt, and tears in my eyes.
I have a responsibility to tell you it's okay to be whoever you are when I'm around. I don't begrudge you your dreams. I just hope you find a better tomorrow and eventually find some common ground.
Let's all get down.
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