he leaned forward, vape in hand, onto his storefront railing
eyeing me as suspect
thin, bubbly, too goofy and far too old
still, he ushered me inside and spread out his samples.
periwinkle florals and fluffy clouds were shown to me.
I raised an eyebrow, this is not what we discussed.
his fingers beat a tune on the countertop, and he slowly pulled out his sketch.
I planned on shrinking it, so it’s not all skyscraper size,
he really did not know me yet.
my eyes alight, it is everything I wanted.
I jiggle in delight.
in that case, I’ll go set up my needles.