Putting My Feet in the Dirt September Prompt#7: Unreal Reflections
Her face is made of plastic and wood
her hands are made from plaster and they are cold, even when it is hot outside and the
sun is pouring into her booth and you can see her hair wilting just a little from the heat.
Tasia The Great
will tell you your fortune
for five cents.
She will even give you a little card to keep your fortune on.
Just think, for one nickel she will tell you if you will find true love, if you will be rich or
if you are destined to be poor, she will tell you if your will travel to foreign shores, she
will even tell you if you are about to lose someone close to you.
Tasia The Great
sits like a queen on a throne
in her glass room-
but she isn’t really sitting because she doesn’t have legs,
you can’t really tell unless you know where to look
but does it matter? It does not. Not to her customers anyway.
In her booth Tasia The Great doesn’t really smile and she isn’t really frowning
she is dressed in silks, her makeup has been applied by skilled hands
a deck of cards have been artfully fanned out in front of her a crystal ball sit behind her
on a shelf.
One her right is a little pile of cards
hidden by one of her sleeves
these are
fortunes she is supposed to give away
for one just one nickel
but
Tasia The Great
is keeping these fortunes
for herself.
