Skinny Jeans With Holes
by james bezerra
Saw a girl the other day
in those tight skinny jeans
tight & skinny as a
single coat of blue paint on skin.
Tight & skinny except
for the ankles
bunched just so,
because she’s shorter than her pants.
And little round holes there
on the back of each ankle bunch.
Odd, I guess.
Strange enough to catch the eye.
But then - I realize -
at home she tugs them down
and walks around her linoleum kitchen
with feet half covered.
Her little pale heels
wearing through the stretch
of the denim
without meaning to.
It feels like too intimate
a thing to know
about a stranger:
what she does alone.
A feeling that’s something
like seeing a woman
driving on a freeway
sucking her thumb..
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