Reluctant Moon

Women's sacred laughter echoed through the trees,
and no one dared to stifle us or call on the police.

We danced in a bowl of blue awaiting a reluctant
moon. We synchronized our swimming to a Jimmy
Buffet tune.

Margaritas in neon salt-rimmed cups glowed within
our hands. We howled with wild abandon as only
women can.
                                               --Rhea Giffin ©1999
                                              Looking Lunarly Series

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