She Had Sunglasses Poem by Genevieve Surrender

She had sunglasses
they were white
and they made her look
like a fly

Her hair was everywhere
like a bad 80's biker movie
and she looked
like she just came out
of a wind tunnel

Her jacket was leather
and torn
and she had a tissue
under the left heel
of her silver stilettos

She was leaning against
a harley
and her finger nails
were bright pink

The nails
are the same this year
as they were
back in '72

But she holds that photo
of herself
back in her renegade days
before she knew
that her sister
would eventually have me

and that she
would become a house nurse.
but I still see her sad eyes
when she's nagging
about how I forgot to do the dishes.