baby food

cherry blossoms
full moon in a navy blue sky
a gathering of strong, smart women
i haven't been to school in at least a year
my keys no longer work
my ID card now does magic things
and they have since invented ways to cite electronic media
my beautiful bald brown man still works at the library
and it's still the only bus in town where every guy will be most intrigued by the girl sitting alone in the back, lost in her thick book and its big ideas
(they think she doesn't notice them staring, but she feels them, she does)

maybe they are here to make me see
all i need to breathe is light