They and Their….

They and their plain bags with the store name boldly

But silently broadcasting their exclusive club membership.

They and their high heels click, click, clicking self-importantly

Persistently proclaiming "I AM HERE!" and "I AM SPECIAL!"

They and their perfect hair that, as a Palace Guard standing at attention

Resists all temptation to fall out of line,

Whether it be styled to exude cold professionalism,

Or into a facade of hip casualness.

They and their sideways glances for split-second once-overs.

They think I can't see the contempt flitting across their faces.

And at times, their curiosity at how

Anyone can be so uncouth.

Naida Lavon

2006