Iced coffee at dinner,
mixed with shochu.
After, we visit
an ojiisan bar
where a woman high on speed,
with Blondie swag,
rests her head of thick
grey hair
on the couch’s arm.
As her eyes close
I think,
I’m happy she’s made it
this far,
and for the first time
see a white braid
falling down my back.
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