I wrote about wanting to do some Small Stones in Holding back the waves. This is my first attempt at doing it.
on a foggy day.
Scrawny, mossy branches jutting through the hedge
look like skeleton fingers reaching out
to grab me.
Makes me smile.
Thai Import Store
Huge wooden elephants flank the entry.
I would buy them
if I owned the Taj Mahal.
Boxes and bins piled to the rafters.
Buddhas and revered gods.
10,000 things piled everywhere.
The owner glares at us.
I smile. “You have a lot of things.”
She barks. “We do retail and wholesale”.
Everywhere I go, she goes.
Am I really that much of a threat
in my middle-aged body, faded jeans, turtleneck and scarf?
There is no room to move between the piles.
I back out slowly.
Who can find things there?
Who would buy there?
Maybe the store is just a front
for money laundering,
or a meeting place for spies.
Chris also contributes to the new food blog Three’s Cooking, learning to cook from the heart, for the soul.