Woman One tells me
(because her then-alive husband was
Army (oxymoron alert!) intelligence,
Belgium has no known border with a
fiction called Luxembourg.
Woman Two tells me
no, no never, not even ever
will a white periwinkle plant
throw pink or purple
flowers – they be separate species!
(like girrafes or gyraffes?)
She was not amused.
MA (English) ‘professor’
at the Orlando Junior College, adjunct
it later out-turns
who tooled ’round Snaffurd
on her pale blue Vespa and never
again looked left as I sat near my
white and purple posies from the same stems
reading somedamnbookorother.
Both, of course, were and I suspect still
are ‘corporate mad as March hares
(with due apologies to rabbits everywhere.)