Thursday at Noon

Being starred at is never fun, being winked at is worse.

I feel eyes on me
Glance out the window
This is my happy place
My favorite spot at my favorite cafe.

I feel eyes on me
Glance out the window
An old man stands on the sidewalk
Staring at me. Unflinching.

I feel eyes on me
Glance out the window
I wear my hair like this for a reason,
My buzzcut is self-defense.

I feel eyes on me
Glance out the window
It's mid day and mid week
And the old man winks.

I feel eyes on me
I look away fast.
Back to my work,
blushing and angry.