Yowsa. You nuddged me at the bus stop across from Shoppers, Spring Garden Rd., Thurs. 9/29, 4:30 p.m.
– We got on the same bus. Crowded. You in the back. I parked it in the front.
– Spent the whole ride wanting to go back to strike up a conversation.
– Didn’t want to embarrass, or creep you out in front of a crowd.
– See you regularly in my place of work. Always a friendly, “Hello” and very brief small talk.
– I’m an Irish white male.
– You, mixed race, petite, vixen-from-heavan.
– This song is for you: Aaron Neville, “Tell It Like It Is”.
– You ‘shiver-my-timbers’. —SmittenForKitten
This article appears in Sep 29 – Oct 5, 2016.