I was a naughty kitten on Tuesday
on the drive
home from work I told myself
I would go into
that chain store and come right out
if I did not
see the one thing
I was looking
for
but I lost
track of time and also
one of my
silver velvet gloves
with the puff
of rabbit hair
that I had
found in Shawano at Octoberfest earlier that fall
in the
clearance room of Drier Pharmacy
with the old
lady at the cashier
who seemed so
completely thrilled
to be there
helping her friend sell nice things at cheap prices
who told
everyone she does this for her friend for free
except maybe
being granted a store item now and then
she was like a
circus showman
every. single. thing.
she said made the store
look better
made me want to
buy. something.
made me glad
that there are every kind of people in the world
filling it and
giving it life
and making it
possible for me to have a Saturday that seemed
so incredibly
sweet
I don’t even
know if I will ever find out who that other woman was
who sold me
those caramels
that were as
fresh as baby’s cheeks or plums
she seemed so
sweet herself I would not be surprised if she was edible, too
that is how
sweet she was
But I remember
stopping by her booth on that warm October day
a booth which
seemed so sparse
save the
caramels seemingly put there just for me
that when I got
home
and ate the
first one
I thought that
maybe
I had met an
angel unaware
Here
I have
forgotten to mention
the sweetest
part:
the finding the
silver glove
upright
on the asphalt’s
dim floor
