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Flo the Flamba
stands tall --
twelve feet, seven inches
to be exact.
An orange tuft of hair
juts from the top her head
waving at the sun
as she awaits her
land cruiser to come in.
Her eyes are bright,
her lashes extended like daddy long legs,
her valise at the ready --
things are about
to change for sweet Flo.


A Honda Accord zips past.
It’s Sandy, a friend of hers,
and single mother of two.
Would Flo like a ride?
Nope. She’s much too
big for a vehicle
fitted for mere mortals.
And besides she has
other places, better places
to go.
Like I said,
she has her valise at the ready,
and there’s not a single thing inside.