will i be lucky?
it's no longer an if
because an if doesn't involve being lucky.
it's now become a when.
when will it be my turn?
who will be with me?
if i ask a woman–any woman
"tell me your story."
her response will not be shock.
she may have a story; i will listen.
she may not, understanding the question anyway.
i tear up writing this
because these 7—
57 remind me that
i worry.
i worry that when will be now.
i worry that who will be someone i love.
i worry that i won't be lucky.
i worry that i will be jane doe.