she has dogs; I see their pictures posted
over her monitor in her corner cube,
she always wears ribbons in her hair
like they do when she shows them on weekends.
a large diamond sparkles on her ring finger;
she’s been married a long time, diamond
solitaires are no longer in fashion
diamonds are no longer in fashion
she is no longer in fashion in her slightly
baggy jeans, pink Crocs and floral t-shirt.
we smile at each other in the hallway
when there is nowhere else to look
without seeming rude, besides I
like her in her simplicity, she demands
nothing of me, nor I of her.