saw her standing on a sidewalk by the bodega over on 1st Avenue…wasn’t waiting for the bus…nor anything in-particular…didn’t think…didn’t think…

first two buttons on her tight-fitting blouse were undone…a red top to match part of her hair…colors of red…purple…streaks of gray…swirling ’round on her head in a bouffant…looked like a calliope…she was laughing…

eyes were covered by sunglasses…big black dark sunglasses…what eyes were behind those…green…blue…hazel…that she would not reveal…

watched her undo another button…exposing a black laced bra covering tanning bed tanned breasts…small…delicate…she wanted to show all…

so…she took off the shirt…and unzipped her sage skirt…to reveal….to reveal…

her manhood….