Looking Out For Love

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April 23, 2011 by Marda

She stands on the same corner every Friday. Her white, 6 inch stiletto boots reflect the headlights of the oncoming cars, but none of them stop.

I can’t stop staring. I’ve only lived in this city, and on this block, for a few months … but I’ve seen Pretty Woman. My small town eyes are glued to her unflinchingly, just like the fake eyelashes on her face. She looks like a Barbie doll and for a moment, I wonder whether or not she is real.

Then a car pulls up. She gets in. I never see her again.

Maybe she found her knight in shining armor.

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2 thoughts on “Looking Out For Love

  1. Great flash, Marda. Or may I call you Ms. M? Love this: “My small town eyes are glued to her…”

  2. Marda says:

    Oh, I like Ms. M 🙂

    and thank you so much! I heart your comments; they make me glow.

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