the outdoor market

in an attempt to do one thing every day that scares me a little,

i braved the outdoor market today...

with a wicker bag in hand,

fake ray bans, blonde wavy hair,

jeans, black vans, and a black coat,

i found les pamplemousses

(the grapefruit)

eyeing from a distance, so as not to look too interested,

i was caught off guard by the cute, old, 

weathered man behind the stand,

who must have smelled of onions and oranges:

"Bonjour, ma fille !"

how could one not buy grapefruits from the man who says:

"Good morning my little darling !"

as i continued around to other stands,

he actually had the best grapefruit deals

there you go - my morning in town

suckered in by the sweet-talker

--L

{artist credit: Richard Shepard}