Wonder the subtle lines around her eyes
spring thoughts forth before her words can say . . .
Alice Sees Ya
Wakened humour flows faster than birds
mark territory and plot unsupervised ordination . . .
Alice Sees Ya
While the soft shoe of her tap-danced notions
take far too long to rest on pillowed ground . . .
Alice Sees Ya
What her students reflect back into her singular eye plural
bounce through giggles to her own bemused children . . .
Alice Sees Ya
Why disbelief so quaintly cornered in her face
too easily coax out into non-linear presence . . .
Alice Sees Ya
What was I thinking?
She said her name was
Alicia.
