Poems by Vasiliki Albedo Bennu (Greece)
Published in issue 40 of The Ofi Press
August afternoon under a plane tree in Athens
While I engage with my fudge sundae
she approaches with platitudes,
compliments, tells me I look
like that famous actress.
Jiggling a fake bump, she’s the fourth
seller to assail me: ‘ten children’
she says and extends
two waxy red roses out of her grimy blue bucket.
Roses I don’t want.
With my head in my book, I pretend
I don’t speak Greek, but she insists
points at my fingers on the page,
jabbers about my fate.
Pivot of hand, eyes
hook. Her open, freckled face,
a sharp incisor puncturing her smile
remind me of my mother.
I pat her bump, buy her entire bunch.
Vasiliki has worked with renewable energy technologies and is writing her first poetry collection. She is a competing martial artist and has just moved to Athens.
Image: "Pregnant Belly" by Christian Glatz.