I'm walking down 5th Ave
August warm wrapped around me.
Up ahead a young lady
dipped in sienna
and wearing the reddest red dress,
a stop sign in the crowd.
So beautiful I waited at the light.
She did not notice me staring.
I looked down at her legs
and they were covered
in hair, just like a man's,
from the foot to the knee.
Just like everything in New York,
all is not what it seems
and beauty and ugly swirl freely with each other,
agnostic to our feelings about such things.
Marie Kilroy has recently been published in the Red Wolf Journal, Lummox Press, and East Coast Literary Review. She graduated from the University of Mary Washington with a B.A. in English. She lives in New York City.