October 5: Eccentric

Call me sweet, mousy, quiet, unassuming,

rather like a tall librarian who wears glasses

and lurks along the stacks. But know
this:

When I am 70, I shall have flame red hair,

wear décolleté with abandon,

stagger into morning on spike heels,

laugh raucously with my gut, drink beer for breakfast,

give perfect strangers poems written on lavender paper.

One morning you will come to my