The Older Woman

She was impressed I knew a bit
about music and spoke of art
that I had seen in galleries.
I took a class, Art History,
the year before, so we would talk
with me in front and her in back
of her old Ford. She always hired
us college guys, and what she paid
was generous. We never knew
her age. My girlfriend said her hair
was dyed from grey to black, and I
was shocked. She’d let us take the car
after we dropped her off. She’d quiz
our dates, then tell us later where
they ranked. I’m older than she was
back then–I wish I’d asked her more…

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