The Neighbor Lady

From the collection published in 2021, And Don’t Come Back.

The Neighbor Lady

Mrs. Skeet
hands on hips
standing firm on stubby legs
over tapered feet togged up in stylish ballet flats
All five feet two inches of her
lambasting the dog peeing on the grass strip
between the street and the sidewalk
in front of her olive stucco house
at seven o’clock this morning
So she’s back from Florida now
I guess.


13 thoughts on “The Neighbor Lady

    • I bet you have. She is everywhere, but she is also very individual, meaning, we have our local version, or one we knew in the past, that we think of, I feel, when we see others (I hope this makes sense). I am intrigued by the idea of there being these infinite categories of people and we all belong to many many subsets of people, recognizable and yet individual.

      • I know exactly what you mean. I said to my husband when we were watching the show “Yellow Jackets” that everyone has met a Misty–not this person/character exactly–but the girl/woman who doesn’t quite understand social cues and doesn’t quite fit in.

    • I am sure you know her, in your own version in your own life. I think we all know people in catgegories, individuals as they are, they are recognizable to others in all parts of the world because of some indefinable thing that helps us know them. (I wonder if this makes sense)

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