Writing Prompt: “Write about a woman who has been stood up on a date.”
Utensils clink ‘gainst ivory china plates
As gravy laden morsels skate amidst
The greener bites, which luster lacking taste
Have wilted under culinary wist.
A spotted glass, whose blots were hidden well
When Cabernet high-filled the dusk-lit cruet,
Presents now stains of red, a drain’ed knell
Announcing ended hopes with sigh-filled, “knew it.”
The edges frayed on napkin choked with grease
And wringed by fingers looking toward the door,
Crestfallen heaves a final sigh of, “please,”
Just as it feels release against the floor.
–Jill Szoo Wilson