A BOOK CALLED “TODAY A WOMAN WENT MAD IN THE SUPERMARKET”
….. assuming that a supermarket is a street corner
on a day that was bald and bright
and suddenly white, and she keeps
walking, led blindfolded by the Fates.
Just following her feet, step after step
inside her head, deep in a fog, drowning
out herself. A disconnect. And then,
she steps off the curb, and walks.
In front of a car. It stopped. Hard.
She recalls her eyes locking on that
dim moment, on the driver, and
how her darkness might’ve marked
that person … forever.
Written for GoDogGo Café. A Book called “Today a Woman Went Mad in the Supermarket” – Constraint: The title of a book is included in the title or the body of your poem. ©Misky 2022. Shared with #amwriting #apoemaday #GoDOGGoCafe #GreatReadsPromptChallenge on Twitter.