a woman in 1995

a woman in a light yellow dress, so light, it seemed, you could see through her sat ghostly on a bench before a bank.

cross legged, changing back and forth right leg over left, left over right apparently distressed greyish wind funneled through the street bringing rain.

and the girl disappeared leaving a spot of unsittable wetness.

Lincoln Nealcertifeyed, lincoln neal, poem, poetry, charleston