stranger in a strange land

waiting at the crosswalk

over the edge of a black asphalt abyss,

an endless sea of rough pavement and

short white lines marking the surf.

i guess

people don't jaywalk here.

there is a time when it's all about

fairy wings

high heels

your mother's prom dresses

silk gloves

necklaces upon necklaces

your father's work boots

last year's halloween costume

fabulous purses

your sister's tutu

and more

one of the best parts

of being a girl is

never

being to old

to play dressup.