Throwback Thursday: ‘First Date’ by Maria Pascualy

Her sleek ginger beard slid between her breasts
as they talked about the weather.
She had baby cow eyes, brown and deep 
 & baby cow lashes, pink at the tips.
                                 
He brushed her elegant wrist with his hook. 
I was going to order the lobster bisque.
She nodded in agreement. Would it drip?
Her hands at rest were milky white

& smooth as shucked oysters. 
She moved the rosebud in the small cut-glass vase 
an inch closer to his bread plate. 
She used the same pink lacquered fingernail

to etch a spiral in the starched white napkin.
I’m having a very nice time. She picked up her glass
 of red wine & looked in his eyes.
A sliver of light cut through the curtain 

& bounced round the curve of his silver hook. 
A tiny green lizard, the size of a gumdrop, 
cut across the white tablecloth 
then stood on its back feet, waiting, at attention.